When does infatuation become obsession? When you start writing and singing songs about it.

Carol of the Beers by Rob Zazueta [mp3]
Yes, that’s me. Yes, all three parts. Yes, my words. Yes, I actually do sing in a choir. No, not a single person has died or run screaming from the room because of my singing. At least not recently.

And, because I know you’ll be eager to go house to house duplicating my efforts, here are the lyrics:

Carol of the Beers
Words by Rob Zazueta

Here have a beer
Fresh, tasty beer
No, it’s not clear
I made it here

Mashed in my grains
It’s not a pain
Sparged it out clear
Fresh, homemade beer

Right in this pot
I got it hot
Boiled for an hour
then poured it out

Daily I drink
Here at my sink
Mugs of good cheer
All thanks to beer

Here have one more
see how it pours
thick creamy head
sweet liquid bread

cooled, pitched and waited
weeks ’til I’m sated
kegged and then cleared
now we have beer

water hops barley yeast
water hops barley yeast

Here have one more
see how it pours
thick creamy head
sweet liquid bread