Roger Manning (RM1 make​-​under)

by Roger Manning

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i want blue lips like the guy on the video screen i want to talk to all them gone beauties on the east-side scene 14 is a lucky number, 1 and 4 make 5 5 makes me want to go the distance keep the beat and survive like go-man-go! and i wish i had some money so i could buy some time andiwantiwantiwantiwanna be close whatdoyouthinkwhatdoyouthinkwhatdoyouthink you want baby? i don't love so fast 'cause i might explode i'm real, i'm special i'm gonna explode meet me on the church steps and hold my hand tell me all kinds of stuff tell me more than i can stand andiwantiwantiwantiwanna be close whatdoyouthinkwhatdoyouthinkwhatdoyouthink you want baby? on the way home i stopped into an empty bar and i belted some whiskey to melt the ice forming 'round my heart last night me and kirk kelly, we raved all night long it was joyous go-man-go until the sad-bird-chirping-church-steeple-dawn and i wish i had some money so i could buy some time i wanna be close i wanted blue lips like the guy on the video screen i wanted to talk to all them gone prettygirls on the eastside scene andiwantiwantiwantiwanna be close
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Black is the color of his true love's clothes she thinks I want to bed her I just like looking at her face and I offer her some pearls It's dark as a dungeon way down in the subway hey, don't hate just because I'm white I won't hate you because you're not and come on hang out check out my string of pearls In the sad folksinger night I almost caught myself wearing my tears like a badge Instead, I'll fix my broken strings and thread them through your lives as you make your way back up to the streets surrounded by a million bricks that lay pointing in every direction across the continent I was jazzing along on the couch with my baby the bass was the train, the sax played the scenery she pulled my heart out with her little blue eyes, kissed it and put it back she's a sponge she soaks up my words and makes them into pearls "...The world is mine because I'm poor", said the on-the-road alcoholic the microphone drops to the floor face down in beer. Through your sad tv nightlight, cold wet-shoed in the rain, the hitchhiker walks past your window relief on the horizon... People work hard and end up with nothing. I ain't got nothing either, but at least I didn't work hard for it! ain't got nothing except maybe a string of pearls In Amsterdam I slept next to library in the bushes, sang in the streets and cheated on bus tickets never saw Michelle Shocked around though I hear she was up early in that town. Back in New York dead in the water no-one to blow me away had to go diving for pearls "Combat Rock" was blasting and it had to be a folk song because everybody knew the words but this is not folk song this is not a folk song this is not a folk song it's just a string of pearls
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listen to the lefties talking on the radio they're putting down the government what the fuck do they know? they gotta be fools to think they can get a sympathetic ear here lefty folksinger rhetoric has such a boring ring they make me sick they over-simplify everything it's always no more bombs, no more nukes.. ...but, then on the other hand they were right about vietnam they want of nicaragua, out of el salvador but what about the fascist commies coming up the back door? oh no.... ...but, then on the other hand they were right about vietnam but, then on the other hand they the only ones who give a damn listen to the lefties talking on the radio they're putting down the government what do they know? ...ever since i heard all that stuff about vietnam i keep my left ear open
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busted glass against bare souls highway stained with fear beautiful trees by the road watered by god's tears well, what do you think of your country what do you know of liberty do you get a feeling from a rebel song what can you say about right and wrong? snowy frost on barren cotton fields the sun comes up on a southern plain freedom riders paved the way with a little help from doctor king what do you think of their country what do you know of liberty do you get a feeling from a rebel song what can you say about right and wrong? a lesson learned is a lesson earned there's something missing in the schools obscene 'history' books are breeding a new generation of racist fools what will they think of their country what will they know of liberty will they get a feeling from a rebel song what will they say about right and wrong? mother's in the shopping mall daddy's sitting home watching tv the kids are beating their heads against the wall and no one hears the baby cry what do they think of their country what do they know of liberty do they get a feeling from a rebel song what do they say about right and wrong? proud to be an american clinging to the suburban way the i can't be bothered state who cares about others when you've got it made? so, what do you think what do you know what do you feel what do you say? what do you think of your country what do you know of anarchy do you get a feeling from a rebel song what can you say about right and wrong?
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i come from a town in erie county across the cattauragus creek is west valley where there's trees, cows, and barns and in field of green getty oil built the tallest chimney i'd ever seen my father took pictures for folks all around sometimes the guys down at the chimney invited him down he said the name of the place was "nuclear fuels" for them he took pictures of secret nuclear tools governor rockefeller came through our town he dressed real humble, shook hands all around he'd of had us believe that the place was safe and worthwhile i'd like to of seen him work there and keep up that smile after some time they had to close the place down never knew that much about it while i lived in my town a few years later many miles away i read that it wasn't over back in west valley for years they'd made money reprocessing nuclear fuels and with the land they made money burying old work clothes and tools "low level waste", that's what it is called radioactive shitpiles (junkpiles) in fields by the chimney so tall the rain it did fall and the water did flow the waste seeped into the valley below you'd see scientists on back roads driving around they were testing the creek and testing the ground springville, ny in erie county across the cattauragus creek is west valley cattauragus is indian for "smelly banks" back then it was natural gas now it's west valley waste the smelly banks they sure do reek of politicians and poisons so deep and of ignorance and lies of deceit getty oil's carelessness laid at our feet my father, he died of a cancer rare as probably will others who lived and worked around there and yeah, ya can't help but wonder if he did, and they, and I will too die from the poisons of west valley's nuclear fuels. Oct. 1990 on WSPQ Springville NY with Fred Haier.
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this guitar has been played in pompeii that's where the volcano blew everyone away i seen the movie they had it coming ... i use my imagination oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh it's a little bit strange it's a little bit strange it's a little bit strange how you disappeared i think about your face and what you said i'm in the book i'm in the book now call me like you said you would oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh 'go-man-go' is what cindy lee berryhill's guitar says mine says newborn babies should be issued banjos woody guthrie's guitar said,"this machine kills fascists" and i say,"i could love you, baby", at least that's the way it feels but i could be wrong oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh hey, why do you run? you ain't much fun she wants me to go with her she wants me to go with her she wants me to go with her but i can't go with any of them and you don't know, but you're making me wait and i don't know but i'm wasting my time i use my imagination... oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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i know love when i see it i get scared when i feel it but it's no matter now she left her music on she left her picture on my wall my baby's gone to lon-don go ahead, leave your country behind bay-bee it's too big around the middle anyway some people just don't know some people just ain't thinking love me kiss me leave me miss me so how do i appear to you in the night? am i your mother, am i your lover? am i the monster of your dreams? what if loved another and another and another? let's pretend numbers don't exist love me kiss me leave me miss me i want to find out the hard way that money isn't everything and then i'd like to visit lon-don mama makes baby laugh on the subway yeah, i know love when i see it i get scared when i feel it leave your music on when you go hang my picture on your wall in lond-don love me kiss me leave me miss me... in lond-don
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smokers pulling broken knobs are milking a dry cow i ain't no poet, if i was, i'd be dead by now it's bad and getting worse just wait and see when i get sick of new york there'll be no place in america for me and i gotta get out i gotta mess with my soul i gotta go down to sophie's and go-man-go i want you to talk honest don't stall, just tell me what you feel you could crack me open inspire me, it's no big deal i got just what i wanted once and didn't know what to do but i did alright until my dumb luck fell through and i gotta get out i gotta mess with my soul i gotta go down to sophie's and go-man-go i know everything, just not always in time pugnacious i am, i like to joust it helps me to unwind i ain't no poet, if i was, i'd be dead by now smokers pulling broken knobs are milking a dry cow and i gotta get out i gotta mess with my soul i gotta go down to sophie's and go-man-go
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jimmy says, "i don't want no girl that wears leather like that" me, i don't care so long as she don't smoke while i'm sleeping. she says, "kiss my diamond baby, my father gave it to me, why won't you kiss it?" but sweetheart I did kiss your diamond and the other day I opened the bed for the first time since the last time and your scent was still evident it broke my heart to wash them sheets baby and since then a small population of cutesters have helped me to achieve assholedom we sit and listen to me talk out-of-focus pictures in a black envelope better late than too soon and we cried for love and i moaned for man sometimes I get this feeling where i just want to go back over to france and hug a cathedral they froze time in them walls today i saw a girl on the subway and it almost set me free maybe she was interested i couldn't tell she looked straight at me it felt good as hell ...and i am and i ain't but i need to be and life is killing me i'd like to give everyone a little piece of my heart but what the hell... i was half kidding when i said, "marry me or die" "which half, " she asked i could never look us in the mirror 'cause then i'd see that she wasn't me she burns me the little snot, reminds me of everything i'm not so, where do i belong? "not with her" she says seems like i belong nowhere heh, but wait, nowhere is everywhere hell, that was easy it wasn't the first time i ended up with "the girl everyone wants to fuck" and it won't be the last. somehow we were partners in time, likewise knowing grins soul twins yeah, that's what i liked about us ...and i am and ain't but i need to be and life is killing me i'd like to give everyone a little piece of my heart but i guess these songs will have to do
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she smiles at my vulnerability her friend tries to make me treat her like a man they say, "go home boy" and start ignoring me ah, what do you do with friends like that? i should have taken off all my clothes but i didn't think of that then, i just went home. the bathroom mirror, my face, how to save face, that's it - aw hell, i just wash it instead. this party's full of people who won't look me in the eye and i'm so bored with your friends like that so i step in some guacamole and put some cake in your hair ant they don't know what to do so they ignore me some more where do you find friends like that? who chooses the chosen few? the chosen few do she watches me like a movie she smiles at my vulnerability she says, "nobody's stuck with nobody" and i say, "no! everybody's stuck with everybody" and i push her off a chair into a bunch of poets what's she gonna do with a friend like me? now we are a gang of four sitting on the candlelight floor late night laughing at the truth poets are us i take a pen out of my shoe to write it all down the pen is my friend who chooses the chosen few? the chosen few do
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look out the window, i'm a hundred feet high the trees in the square sure look different at night from way up here and when i leave my shadow on your wall i know you're gonna tell them all about me go ahead sing your little tunes pretty soon, i'll start singing about you but if you're gonna win, you gotta be in the right place you gotta be willing, to go the distance and if you ain't the one, you ain't the one last night i walked cold-wind streets of san francisco and took the bus down to the shore the moonlight was beautiful on the breakers i've never seen it this way before last night i wanted to tell you that i'd just started to feel it, that lonesome feeling i'm feeling a feeling, and it's a good thing, good thing in the "great american night" i decided where my home is and it sure ain't where my old-town is you said it all on the long distance phone when you said, "baby, when are you coming home?!" (oooxx) i'm feeling a feeling, and it's a good thing, good thing look out the window, i'm a hundred feet high... 1010
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i like riding on these trains and i like thinking of your face rolling hills and your face is all i see riding on these trains sicilia sicilia by train long dark tunnels i can't see in the darkness you come to(with) me the tunnel ends in bright blue sky you take my hand as tears fill my eyes sicilia sicilia by train i like thinking of your skin i like remembering the feeling sicilia sicilia by train i like riding on these trains and i like thinking of your face sicilia sicilia by train
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RM1 makeunder

This is the "makeunder" of the first Roger Manning album (released on SST in Dec 1988). It's alternative versions of the same songs in the same order. Many of the tracks are live lo-fi cassette recordings so therefore more of a "makeunder" than a makeover ;). Other tracks are alternative versions from original recording sessions. The goal is capture the energy of the time a little better than the original configuration had.

Related press archive and other info at rogerm.net/press/sstpress.html

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released August 24, 2015

Steve Dansiger - Drums
Jason Goodrow - bass
Cover photo - Ilana Storace
Original cover (not shown here) - Patricia Lie

Assembled and dealt with at the Broome Closet NYC. Special thanks to Patty H and all those from back in the day who were so supportive.


Track history:

1) the #14 Blues
2) the Pearly Blues - 1/88 at Elysian Cafe, Hoboken
3) the Lefty Rhetoric Blues - 11/16/87 on WNYU with Hugh Foley
4) the Hitchhiker's Blues
5) the West Valley Blues - 10/90 on WSPQ Springville NY with Fred Haier.
6) Strange Little Blues - 5/16/87 at Speakeasy, NYC.
7) the Airport Blues - 2/88 at NYU film school with John G and Veronica T.
8) the #16 Blues - 1/14/87 The Fort at Tramps on 15th st, NYC. Brenda K assisting.
9) the #17 Blues - 2/25/88 at The Broome Closet NYC
10) Blues For the Chosen Few - 1/88 Elysian Cafe, Hoboken
11) the 1010 Blues - 2/88 at The Broome Closet NYC
12) the Sicilian Train Blues - 2/88 at NYU film school with John G and Veronica T.


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Roger Manning New York, New York

The first Roger Manning album was released by California punk recording label SST (Black Flag, Sonic Youth, Dinosaur Jr.). I toured the US and occasionally bits of Europe for over 10 years performing wordy-solo-rock accompanied by bass-heavy amplified 'acoustic' guitar. There's been a bit of re-emergence since 2007 and the album release in December 2014. ... more

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