By the end of the 90's, the Internet had come along to the point where geographically disparate stomachans could collaborate by trading files. We began to use a now-defunct startup whose name I can't remember. They were an early social media network built around creating music collaboratively. They offered a small, simple multi-track tool that allowed users to download a track, layer another track over it, then upload the results. And so forth. We used that tool for Gut Work, our first new album in seven years, and continued using it through part of the Ferdukia remake.
CDs hold a lot of music... and we had seven years of pent-up stool. So the album's 28 tracks long and includes new songs and a few remakes of songs that had receded into the tape hiss of history. This is one of those.
It's a archetypical Stomock song in that it a) addresses a real person (hi, Anita, wherever you are) b) is built on an extended poop metaphor and c) consists of only a few instruments & no drums. Just ad
