The year was 2005. Terribly Empty Pockets fortuitously were on the bill when my old band played the Front Room in OU's old Baker Center. I was intrigued by their unique approach - two guitars, two keyboards, no bass, one amazing drummer and a singer who emulated David Byrne's physical and vocal tics.

The year was 2005. Terribly Empty Pockets fortuitously were on the bill when my old band played the Front Room in OU's old Baker Center. I was intrigued by their unique approach - two guitars, two keyboards, no bass, one amazing drummer and a singer who emulated David Byrne's physical and vocal tics.

That show piqued my interest, but some free MP3s off the Columbus Discount Records site made me a slobbering superfan. "Tiny View" delivered sharp guitar jabs and soothing vocal interplay; "Help Is On the Way" was a floating acoustic reply to Talking Heads' "Naive Melody." The tracks were fixtures of my summer.

In those days, Terribly Empty Pockets seemed destined to become indie stars, but things never panned out that way. They scrapped a nearly finished album, the remnants of which finally came out in 2006 as the Get Wet EP. They wrote a bunch of fabulous new songs, but recordings never found official release.

Then, in 2007, keyboardist Sarah B.B. headed to Canada for grad school, sweeping most of the band away with her. The Pockets persisted, but the band has only yielded an occasional gig in Columbus and an EP of previously released songs called Cat Mountain.

When the band comes to Rumba next Thursday, I'll be happy to hear them again, but also a little perplexed about why they never took over the world.