At home
I saw your message, please hold on
today I won’t have any time till I’m at home
My plate is packed
but I have plenty of time tonight, when I get home
At home there’s time and peace sublime
so much gets done at home
No cortisol, no conference call
no cheesy pranks at home
You’re right, it’s true, my budget’s due
I’m in a meeting but I’ll get it done at home
At home there’s time and peace sublime
so much gets done at home
No cortisol, no conference call
no boring chat at home
I have to skip the show tonight
I have to plough through lots of work, tonight at home
Do take a friend
I’ll be awake so call me up when you get home
Lyrics: Bastiaan Geleijnse
Honey text me back
Honey will you text me back
if you can find the time
Tell me please that you’re fine
that your men survived the day and that you held the line
Honey, I’m so proud of you
you’re doing what is right
Defending our liberty
our mortgage and the GDP
from the morning till late at night
Honey will you text me back
you left before I woke
Darwin rules in business life and I am sure you will survive
just don’t do too much coke
just don’t do too much coke
Lyrics: Bastiaan Geleijnse
Offsite weekend
We’ve been working for so long never took a rest
Our innovative talent crew
has followed vital changes through
to keep up with the best
But once a year we break away
from the office murk
in an informal rendezvous,
with pep talks, games and barbecue
we contemplate our work
chorus 1:
Offsite weekend
our team dynamics need review
and dogmas disappear
Offsite weekend
we talk projected revenues
until it’s time for beer
chorus 2:
Offsite weekend
We look each other in the eye
we do that once a year
Offsite weekend
creative visions multiply
Until it’s time for beer!
Lyrics: Bastiaan Geleijnse
Nobody told me
I didn’t see it coming, I must have been blind
Amazing how clues just get blocked from your mind
When that meetingh was cancelled, two weeks ago
Appointments were rescheduled twice in a row
And Martha came in without saying hello
But still I kept going, still I didn’t know
chorus
My company’s smart card bounced in the restaurant today
Suddenly it all makes sense, they are sending me away
My colleagues go on eating like nothing is wrong
But I know that they know I am over and I am gone
A line is growing behind me and my tray
Maybe I’ll leave it here, just walk away
I finally get why Denise won’t call me back
Why the beamer broke down while presenting to Jack
And why my proposal got ‘lost in the mail’
In hindsight it isn’t so hard to prevail
chorus
bridge
Nobody told me you everyone knew
It’s over, I’m fired, I’m totally through
Nobody told me you everyone knew
It’s over, I’m fired, I’m totally through
chorus
Lyrics: Bastiaan Geleijnse
A line is growing behind me and my tray
Maybe I’ll leave it here, just walk away
I finally get why Denise won’t call me back
Why the beamer broke down while presenting to Jack
And why my proposal got ‘lost in the mail’
In hindsight it isn’t so hard to prevail
‘A gospel for those consigned to cubicle life, Chris Abelen’s new album captures the angst and ennui of the career office employee.’
– Band Camp Jazz Pick
Voice: Linda Ropa
Trumpet: Angelo Verploegen
Alto Saxophone: Floris van der Vlugt
Trombone, Hammond & Percussion: Chris Abelen
Baritone Saxophone & Bass Clarinet: Tini Thomsen
Guitar: Thijs Huybens (solo)
Double Bass: Ulrich Wentzlaff-Eggebert
Drums & Percussion: Yonga Sun
Lyrics: Bastiaan Geleijnse
Recording: Wedgeview Studios, except voice, trombone, baritone sax & bass clarinet, recorded ‘at home’.
Music, editing, mixing, mastering & production: Chris Abelen