Rock Treatment

by Big Monti Amundson

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1.
Prove Me Wrong I talk about you all the time How you’re special and they don’t know How you got it going on How I’ll never let you go Then you show up falling down And all that carrying on How come when I’m talking you up You show up to prove me wrong Prove me wrong How come when I’m talking you up You gotta come along And prove me wrong I ran into a friend of yours I didn’t like him right away Man was talking out of turn So I persuaded him to stay Then you show up with your eyes all wide Baby what’s going on How come when I need you to prove me right You show up to prove me wrong Baby you know that I love you Really got it bad You’re the sweetest little thing This boy ever had But you gotta get it together Baby you gotta get strong ’cause I’m tired of talking you up Just to have you prove me wrong
2.
Meg Darlin' 03:29
Meg Darlin’ Meg it’s so nice here just outside your head Meg it’s no good anymore where you been Meg darlin’ good to see you again So cool about your 90 day pin Life is good when you’re three months in Bet you didn’t think so way back when Meg used to read by the light in your head Meg it’s no good any more where you been Meg darlin’ good to see you again You look good – not so thin Way we was living honey such a sin Bet you didn’t think so way back when Bet you didn’t think so way back then Meg used to read by the light in your head Hang on every word that you said It’s so good here just outside your head Meg it’s so nice here just outside your head Meg it’s no good anymore where you been Meg darlin’ good to see you again So cool about your 90 day pin Life is good when you’re three months in Bet you didn’t think so way back when Bet you didn’t think so way back then Meg used to read by the light in your head Hang on every word that you said It’s so good here just outside your head
3.
What’s So Special ‘Bout Love What’s so special ‘bout love that you won’t give a little bit up What’s so special ‘bout love that you won’t give a little bit up I’ll be leaving in the morning Won’t you fill my lovin’ cup I guess you could say that I’ve been around I’ve drank fine wine in old Paris town I’ve been drunk on power - I’ve been brought low I’ve lived six lifetimes - I’d give three to know Baby where will this night end I’ll be leaving in the morning Let me be your lovin’ man What’s so special “bout love that you won’t give a little bit up What’s so special ‘bout love that you won’t give a little bit up I’ll be leaving in the morning Let me fill your lovin’ cup What’s so special ‘bout love that you won’t give a little to me Baby it’s so cold outside and it don’t have to be I guess you could say I’m a worldly man As much for love as because I can It gives me pleasure to travel and roam Sometimes with two – most times alone Baby where will this night end I’ll be leaving in the morning Let me be your lovin’ man
4.
Rock Treatment All my friends have reached the age Where therapy is all the rage Encounter groups day and night It just makes me more uptight I know what you’re thinking Poor boy is in so deep The signs are there He just can’t read I know enough to get the gist But please no psychiatrists I just need rock rock rock treatment Rock rock rock treatment I just want rock rock rock treatment Rock rock rock treatment Enough talk! Everybody just sit around Run the same sad story into the ground If I’m okay and you are too Then I got better things to do I know what you’re thinking Poor boy’s in dire need The signs are there He just can’t read I know enough to get the gist But please no psychiatrists I believe in miracles And therapy through decibels Happy when my heart is singing And both my ears are ringing I know what you’re thinking Poor boy is masochistic Totally unrealistic But I’d be the first one to kiss A rock psychiatrist
5.
Brain Grenade I’m strung so tight It’s not a question of if I might ‘Cause I will Sure as morning Follows the night There’s a red light warning I can’t get the pin back in My brain grenade I can’t get the pin back in Alone in my head All lines to the outside world are dead I’m standing in The blues I’m pissing off your sofa In my muddy shoes I know the rules Minding all those stray p’s and q’s I plead intense Like tangled and mangled in a barbwire fence
6.
Bad Day Rough Week At the end of the day A really long day I wonder Why I don’t just walk away From all the pressure I’m under What keeps me hanging on baby I can’t say I had a bad day, rough week, hard life Well my father moved on And mama was too young to raise me How I made it this far Sometimes you know it does amaze me I done spent ten years in a bottle of booze It aint a cure for a Bad day, rough week, hard life I had a bad day Face in the mirror It must be mine Looks like the last payment On a hell of a real good time Well I may be crazy But baby I’m a winner ‘Cause I kept my dreams alive Although they are a little thinner Along the way I lost a brain cell or two I had a bad day, rough week, hard life I had a bad day, rough week Hard life
7.
Lightning Strikes I met the devil in a grocery-mart He was stacking up souls in a shopping cart He did not look like Vincent Price He didn’t walk as tall or dress as nice I asked him for his autograph He just looked at me and started to laugh I said what’s so funny somethin’ I don’t know He grinned at me and said real low Guys like you aint got it through their head Rock n roll is all but dead If I can’t rock n roll this town I hope that lightning strikes me down Let it rock Let it roll Let it rock Let it roll If I can’t rock n roll this town I hope that lightning strikes me down Said to the devil I would love to debate But man, I got a gig and I can’t be late I got people downtown depending on me Rock n roll is the door and I got the key If I can’t rock n roll this town I hope that lightning strikes me down Said to the devil, man I can’t lose ‘Cause I was born to rock the blues You can try and pull the plug on me But man, look around and you will see I done rock n rolled this town I aint never going to settle down If I can’t rock n roll this town I hope that lightning strike me down Strike me dead if I ever settle down
8.
When It Comes To Love When it comes to love some need a crutch I like the girls who smoke and drink too much Never worry about the way they look And out on the floor they sure do cook When it comes to love When it comes to love When it comes to love they really got the touch When it comes to love they really got the touch When it comes to love they really got the touch When it comes to love I like the girls who cuss and swear They rock n roll and they just don’t care Don’t need whiskey to make ‘em mean Just a little bit o’ nitro with some gasoline When it comes to love When it comes to love When it comes to love I don’t need a sign They rock for me – I know they’re mine Never disappoint ‘em or leave ‘em undone I keep on firing like a Gatling gun
9.
Bluesman Moves To Paris Bluesman moves to Paris with something like a dream To leave behind his old life and maybe make the scene It all seemed kind of sudden but everything’s all right ‘Cause he loves to play guitar and he plays most every night When a Bluesman Moves to Paris He’s got blues as a second language He’ll never be misunderstood Like all ex-patriot bluesmen, he knows to get away Spend the month of August in Toulouse or Montpellier Jam until the bars close down – with everyone in sight ‘Cause he loves to play guitar and he plays most every night Bluesman lives in Paris – they love him as their own He never lacks for nothin’ – he never sleeps alone Never make the big time, but everything’s all right ‘Cause he loves to play guitar and he plays most every night
10.
The Obvious Rock Come on honey let’s have a ball We all die tomorrow or never at all Come on baby let’s paint the town I’m so far gone I may never come down Jesus I’m down on my knees If you can hear my prayers please Find the obvious rock and leave the backdoor keys Come on honey just give it a roll All this talk about tomorrow has taken its toll Come on baby let’s wake up the dead I’m going to go straight out of my head
11.
Lonely 02:54
Lonely You talk about lonely and you’re callin’ out my name The depth to which I’ve suffered girl has even brought me fame Mention words like heartbreak and you’re calling up a storm ‘Cause I’ve been nothin’ but lonely since the day that I was born Aint nothin’ but lonely Aint nothin’ but lonely Aint nothin’ but lo-one You talk about lonely like a treatable disease You want to be my doctor and you only aim to please The patient he is leery, you see he’s been in love before And he’s been nothin’ but lonely since the day that he was born You talk about lonely and you sing my song I don’t know how it happened, I don’t know what went wrong I only know that heartbreak are the colors I have worn ‘Cause I’ve been nothin’ but lonely since the day that I was born
12.
Win For Losin’ Rain is falling Into my life My plane is stalling It’s a long way down A storm is blowing Into my face My engines glowing It’s about to blow If I could win for losin’ I would accept the prize Think I’ll just sit right down and cry My wheels are sinking Into the earth I can’t help thinking I have been here before A storm is blowing Into my eyes The ravels are unwinding I am down on my knees Rain is falling Into my life I hear you calling But I can’t go home
13.
Drive All Night My life desire is motor driven And I don’t care if I run you down It’s just fine, the way that I’m living ‘Cause I’m the baddest motor in town I’ll give you g’s in second gear Now say the words I want to hear Won’t you tell me You want to drive all night Drive Drive all night Leave it all behind just to have your love tonight I’m eight lives through my nine lives baby An’ I’m still sittin’ in the driver’s seat Come on take a chance now baby We’ll take a spin down danger street My life desire is motor driven I’ll pass you by like you was standing still Tonight we party with the unforgiven If that don’t save you baby nothin’ will
14.
King’s New Clothes Last time I looked I seemed okay Still pissed off Had much to say Don’t think much Has changed at all Our backs are still Against the wall As long as I have all ten toes Time for me can not be froze Don’t think I could be so cold as to find myself In the King’s new clothes (Don’t need my fortune told To know that time can not be froze Don’t think I could be so cold as to find myself In the king’s new clothes) Last time I looked I felt just fine Every day I breathe The world is mine That don’t mean I’m in control That I don’t burn Down in my soul Last time I looked My heart still beat I still can’t stay Put in my seat For those who feel Their time has passed Your mind’s locked up In a body cast

about

ROCK TREATMENT is part of a 4-CD set called "The Songwriter" but is available separately as well.

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For years I struggled to make it inside the old system. First, you put a band together. Then you get a regional following. That creates a buzz. And then finally, the record companies bid against each other and the artist chooses the best deal.

I got everything right except that last part.

Like a lot of artists, I am compelled to do the work. I don't try to make sense of it anymore. It's what I do. Whether there's a budget or not, I want to record as much music as I possibly can in my lifetime.

"Rock Treatment" is a compilation CD and is part of a project I've been working on for some time called "The Songwriter." I wanted to get as many of my original songs together in one place as I could. A package that represents a body of work covering 25 years.

For me, "The Songwriter" is a way of pulling together all the loose ends of my recording career: five record labels, hard to find or out of print CDs, Domestic and European releases - what a mess. I think it's also a turning point for me. I've been around for awhile. For the first time in my life I am older than the current President of the United States. Yikes!

- Big Monti

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released October 31, 2009

All Songs written and produced by Monti Amundson

Tracks 1- 3 Recorded and mixed by Evert Kaatee at Yland Studio, Amsterdam.

Tracks 4 - 7 recorded live at Key Largo in Portland,Oregon by Tom Robinson and mixed at Gun Ho studio in Eugene, Oregon by Bill Barnett.

Tracks 8 and 10 - 14 recorded and mixed by Billy Triplett at Studio 58 in Portland, Oregon.

Track 9 recorded and mixed by Craig Brock at Poundhouse Studio in Portland, Oregon

Mastered by Ryan Foster at freq Mastering, Portland, Oregon.

Monti Amundson, guitar and vocals
Boyd Small, drums, tracks 1-3
Jasper Mortier, bass, tracks 1-3
Mischa Den Haring, guitar, track 3
Cory Burden, drums, tracks 4-8 and 10-14
Debbie Smith, bass, tracks 4-7
Stan Becraft, bass, tracks 8 and 10-14
Jeff Minnieweather, drums, track 9
John Mazzacco, bass, track 9
Andy Strange, bass, tracks 12 and 13


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