Clearcase VOB

He manage the Clearcase VOB, my coworker named Bob
Around all our streams he does roam
Integrating all day
My changes don't stay
Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

So pack up the Clearcase VOB
Let's go look for another job
Call up the boss and cry, just let me go home
Let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well, I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

The delivery it got fucked up
I'm so sick and tired of RUP
The goddamn rebase, it ate up all of my code
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home?
This is the worst trip I've ever been on

Humbucker Pickup

It had a humbucker pickup that twinkled in the lights
of the run-down store in the building on the street
next to mine, and I'd ride there on my bike just to look
and imagine my fingers on its strings,
or a pick, its angle of attack precise,
slashing cleanly through the air
to make my sound.

It had a humbucker pickup that twinkled in the lights
on the stage in the gym where a friend-of-a-friend had
gotten us a chance, just a chance, to show that we could
make such a sound that applause
would erupt from the stunned crowd,
or at least that they
wouldn't laugh.

It had a humbucker pickup that twinkled in the lights
of my basement on the nights I'd pick it up to tune
and caress and think of days gone by. Such a weird
aesthetic this music represented,
nostalgia and defiance combining
into a chord ringing out
into silence.

It had a humbucker pickup (it twinkled in the lights
of the store up the block from the apartment building)
but I didn't want to think of days gone by just then.
I knew some boy or some girl was
thinking of a humbucker pickup
that was twinkling
in the lights.

ΣS* Again

alan barrett, drummer
diplomatic
generous
sincere
on the couch
bicycle
green
on a river
green tea

robin henson, vocalist
passionate
involved
red
funloving
sports car
the backdoor
on a beach
microphones

nicky parker, rhythm guitarist
motorcycles
passionate
committed
in control
orange
in the desert
the floor
the dealmaker
"nicky is the leader, but we all are"

eric hopkins, lead guitarist
youthful
hammocks
airplanes
yellow
someplace new
the class clown
satin or leather
open to new sounds
curious

david stuart, bass guitarist
mysterious
insects
deep blue
coffee
feet
inscrutible
on a cliff
the standard-bearer