Man On The Floor

by Big Monti Amundson

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1.
Man On The Floor Man on the floor Oh what a scene A couple more just like it If you know what I mean Man on the floor Like her in the past Swear up and down This will be the last Man on the floor There’s a man on the floor Man on the floor Wondering what he came here for Man on the floor Such words I’ve never heard A telling introduction For what has just occurred Man on the floor Oh what a shame No one walking here Will ever be the same Man on the floor Oh what a scene A hundred more just like it If you know what I mean Man on the floor Like her in the past Swear up and down This will be the last
2.
Would I Lie 03:54
Would I Lie Would I lie Would I lie to you Would I lie Would I lie to you Well it's out of the question Wish I could say the same for you You stayed out all night 'Till the sun was shining You stayed out all night 'Till the sun was shining So don't tell me that you love me 'Cause I know that your lying You stayed out all night Left me here to worry You stayed out all night Left me here to worry You say that you're clean But I know that you're dirty
3.
All I Wanna Do You are my obsession You're all I wanna do Tried so hard to get get you I want to spend all my time with you It's all I wanna do We should be spending our lives together I want to spend all my time with you I give you all my attention And all my money too Nothing comes free baby I'm going to do what you want me to You're all I wanna do We should be spending our lives together I want to spend all my time with you I'm talking in my sleep I'm babbling like a fool I'm shaking like a leaf And it's all because of you You're all I wanna do We should be spending our lives together I want to spend all my time with you We should be spending our lives together Spending our lives together Spending our lives together Spending our lives
4.
Sweet Talk 03:12
Sweet Talk I love it when you whisper in my ear You say all the things I love to hear And that's sweet talk Sweet, sweet talk Baby you're so fine And I love to watch you walk You know when you lie to me and I catch you in the act You just thought you can and tell me it's a fact And that's sweet talk Sweet, sweet talk Baby you're so fine And I love to watch you walk Yeah and that's sweet talk Sweet, sweet talk Yeah and that's sweet talk Sweet, sweet talk Baby you're so fine And I love to watch you walk
5.
Easy Way Out 02:53
Easy Way Out Don't ever doubt it Don't ever doubt that I will I gotta keep on moving I never stand still I can't help it I just help myself I do it my way And I do it no doubt I take the easy way The easy way out In the morning baby In the afternoon In the evening too Almost all the time I got troubles with you
6.
Four In The Morning Four in the morning I can't lay my poor head down Four in the morning I can't lay my poor head down I wonder if she's happy On the other side of town It's four in the morning Lord my blues won't go away It's four in the morning Lord my blues won't go away My soul is as empty As the place my baby used to lay It's four in the morning I just hang my head and cry It's four in the morning I just hang my head and cry My tears are like a river I'm so lonely I could die
7.
Better To Be Lonely Better to be lonely Than to spend my life with you Better to be lonely Than to spend my life with you I don't care what people say They don't know you like I do Better to be lonely Than to live in misery Better to be lonely Than to live in misery Well it's way past time to go babe 'Cause your love is killing me Better to be lonely Without a penny to my name Better to be lonely Without a penny to my name Well I'd rather take my place babe In the loser's hall of fame Better to be lonely Better to be lonely Better to be lonley Better to be lonely I'd rather take my place In the loser's hall of fame
8.
Cream In My Heart Well I guess that wraps things up or pretty close to Things didn’t quite turn out like they s’posed to Who could weather all that we been exposed to All I know is what I know right now Aint no cream in my heart Well I guess that wraps things up for us as lovers Things aint been real good underneath the covers Hell we can’t even be civil to one another All I know is what I know right Aint no cream in my heart Well I guess that wraps things up or pretty close to Things didn’t quite turn out like they s’posed to Aint no cream in my heart
9.
Hat Back Blues I'm not sure what happened with you and me last night I know that it must of been some kind of a fight I want my hat back baby Give me my hat back babe I want my hat back baby and I'll be on my way I know that I been drinking for two or three days Last night just seems like something of a haze I want my hat back baby Give me my hat back babe I just want my hat back baby and I'll be on my way You take the children, I'll keep the dog I don't care about the house, I don't care about the car I just want my hat back baby I want my hat back baby Give me my hat back baby and I'll be on my way I won't hang around, I won't even call If you give me my hat back baby you won't see me at all Give me my hat back baby I just want my hat back baby Give me my hat back baby and I'll be on my way I just want my hat back give me my hat back I just want my hat back baby I only want my hat back Give me my hat back baby and I'll be on my way
10.
Your Turn To Be The Fool Seven long years in an unhappy home And I'm still not through with you You make me feel, make me feel like such a fool I've been cheated on and lied to I got so upset at my friends told me 'bout what you been doing It hurt a thousand times more when I heard it from you You looked me straight in the eye and said everything was true I've been cheated on and lied to I got a secret weapon And I'm going to use it on you You're going to be sorry You're going to be sorry I caught you fooling around with some other fool Now it's your turn to be the fool It's your turn to be the fool It's your turn to be the fool It's your turn to be the fool Well it's your turn baby It's your turn baby
11.
Killing Time 06:04
Killing Time It’s hard killing time with nickles and dimes Where will you go where will you dine It’s hard Hard killing time You feel so isolated and you got no peace of mind Killing time is breaking me down I’m down on Burnside in ol’ P-town I’m down Baby I’m down Well I tried to find your number But you could not be found Killing time is killing me slow Killing me slow baby what would you know It’s hard Hard killing time You feel so isolated and you get no peace of mind Killing time with cheap shots and beer Bought by a friend who’s loved me for years It’s hard Hard killing time It aint so complicated man I done it all my life

about

Back in The States I teamed up with drummer Boyd Small and bassist X. I had worked with these guys before but not in the same band. This was as good a band as I could ever hope to be in. Boyd Small had been the drummer for The Terraplanes, is a great singer and writes killer songs. X is a bass player's bass player. We also had that "greater than the sum of their parts" thing going on. People recognized it - but X's spear had the sharpest point. In Seattle, at Bumbershoot, his solo incited a near-riot. The audience was screaming so loud it made my ears clip. I lost my equilibrium - it's the loudest sound I've ever heard! I kid you not - people still talk about that show today.

That's the good part - but there's also a negative side to this whole bluesman Thing. It's the part where you make plans to rule the world, and then for whatever reason, people don't cooperate. This is one such story.

The plan was to take our incredibly tight, shit-kicking unit to Holland and do a short tour. After which we would go immediately into the studio to record the new album. Back in the day, this is how it was done. You get all revved up on the tour and it spills out all over the recording. It's a beautiful thing when it works.

Alcohol. Add it to just about anything in the music business and watch everything go straight to hell. Yeah, it's cute when you're in your early twenties. Drink up kids. One day you'll wake up to find that you're playing the same set list in the same bar - only it's ten years later. That old guy you used to heckle? That's you pal. You are the definition of a hack.

The thing is, I love X's playing. I think he's brilliant. Another bass player friend of mine likens our musical relationship to the scene in a movie where two people are running toward each other in slow-motion on the beach. Love and kisses all around.

Love him or not, X just about killed me on that tour - if you could call it that. All the promises in the world couldn't keep him from drinking our plan into a big black hole. Those songs we knew so well? At the bottom of a bottle of Jack Daniels.

On the fifth day of the tour X crashed. I don't want to go on about this incident or go into detail - I just don't know how to tell the story of the making of "Man On The Floor" without first telling the story of X. Because of him Boyd and I had to scramble to get a bass player to finish the tour. Because on that fifth day X caught an early plane home. Four shows and out.

Boyd was worried about getting a bass player for the show we had that night. I was more worried about how we were going to make the new album. The studio in Amsterdam had been booked for months. I needed to come through on this one.

We left for the show that morning without a bass player. I told Boyd that when we got there the promoter would know someone from the city who could play bass. When we arrived at the gig there was a group of guys standing around looking like they might know who the local musicians were. One of them said "Hey it's Monti! Welcome back to Maastricht. Is there anything you need for the show"? "Yeah", I said, "Got any bass players backstage?"

Oprah doesn't believe in luck. Well I do. Big time. Standing right there in this group of Dutchman was Paul Griede. One of Maastricht's own rock stars. "So Paul", I said, "You play bass?" He says he does. I asked him if he knew any of my songs. He said "I know all your songs."
The guy goes home and gets his gear and not only does he save the tour, but he does a fine job in the studio as well.

We ended up playing 110 shows in eleven countries in support of "Man On The Floor".

I like this record. That it got made at all is a miracle to me. No record I ever made turned out like it was supposed to. But there's truth in some of those grooves and that's all that matters in the end.

- Big Monti

credits

released February 1, 1997

Produced by Monti Amundson, Boyd Small and Evert Kaatee

Recorded at Y-Land Studio, Amsterdam, November and December 1996
Engineered and mixed by Evert Kaatee
Mastered a Q-Point, Hilversum by Peter Brussee, February 1997

Photography by Raif Collaris

Monti Amundson - guitar, vocals
Boyd Small - drums and vocals
Paul Griede - bass
Kim Snelton - harp

All songs written by Monti Amundson and/or Boyd Small

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