Man On The Floor

by Big Monti Amundson

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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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Track Name: Man On The Floor
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
Track Name: Would I Lie
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
Track Name: All I Wanna Do
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
Track Name: Sweet Talk
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
Track Name: Easy Way Out
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
Track Name: Four In The Morning
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
Track Name: Better To Be Lonely
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
Track Name: Cream In My Heart
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
Track Name: Hat Back Blues
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
Track Name: Your Turn To Be the Fool
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
Track Name: Killing Time
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