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Roger Manning (RM4)

by Roger Manning

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be a rock star and see the world without joining the army check out places built when the plane was still flat, when culture was young, and though everything revolved around it i go to the continent and get blown away by babes and architecture then come home to a billion people who say their "boss is a jewish carpenter" still, I'm proud to be from the America that brings you southpark - play music and see it without driving a truck i like to get so far west that El Paso is east, so high up that mustard shoots when you open it. flying-by several white pioneer days an hour a million cacti giving you the finger everything's a stereogram memory daydreams ride shotgun liz says, "ghost are just us from the future" a rainbow touches down and sucks up color on the american autobahn in no-speedlimit montana a highway patrol guy parks roadside looking like a maytag repairman and reads the funnies ...she said the trick is learn to not do that shit that makes you fell like you're trapped inside and idiot use all your hot air to float your ass on up out of there up to where the mustard shoots and you can see for miles ...make a living off your misery and kick ass without becoming a cop or joining the army a rainbow touches down on the highway I guess that makes the road the pot of gold
freecellin' all night long with Amy and Simone "I Am The Man" back to back with "Back to Black" (on) fancy stereo someone threw out and I was like, "and you thought it was over no way, you're coming with me" diving and thriving golden corridor one eye always to the curb dive deep, don't leave a mess see something good, and I'm like, "and you thought it was over no way, I'll give you to one of my friends when they come over for free (library) movies and rescued food" freecellin' all night with Simone and Amy good old 98 SE don't need no Vista got brilliant sisters in heavy rotation and the fake card game soloing Manhattan golden corridor and it feels like it's over maybe not, take me home or give me away freegan love diving team expedition
Sitars, guitars and the girl's singing just what i was thinking. kneeing the wheel i do this in remembrance of you and the night we gave me something to think about. Only two days apart november and i got alot alike. november in a halter and a look that knows what's up (a long time before you do ... ) so sweet snow white glowing in the pale-room light just the thought of her and i gotta press my lips somewhere doing this at 70something miles an hour because you're not here. No fantasies i got mental home movies. getting further but feeling closer a continental divide between us now love me anyhow sitars, guitars and the goddess singing just what i was thinking slippery little hunk of heaven don't wanna toss you back just yet sure, others could get me out of here but i want it to be you! doing this at 70something miles an hour because you're not here. So sweet snow white glowing in the pale room light such a passionate-responsive ...
you'd like a life, not just something to survive but that's practically illegal though despite what a thousand "hero-cop shows"* show any crime you could do would be dwarfed by the sins of the pricks in control, (whose job is not to give you a pot but to force you to piss in one) but have heart nothing built on lies ever lasts. meanwhile the chickens come home to roost in Oklahoma city. 15 minutes of fun and alot of alienation hey, get your naked tits out of their eternal flame what's the matter with you, have you no respect for the holy dead?! (...well they sure don't in their fascism) i'll honor that poor sucker buried there by refusing to become a receptacle for "the spectacle" man, i'm so lucky, failure has spared me a lot it's allowed me to follow a bluebird out of the grand canyon and to sleep-in and finish my dreams before i get up. 15 minutes of fun and alot of alienation visions of situationists pickaxing boulevards? hierarchy the public enemy it was spring and bricks were in the air bricks made a hell of a difference that year. 15 minutes of fun and alot of alienation visions of situationists pickaxing boulevards and heaving them at spectacle receptacles. they've sure kicked some ass in france (though it's still a big bourgeois mess) and eventually, the chickens come home to roost in downtown manhattan you'd like a life not just something to survive. you'd like a life not just a lifestyle? well? ... ------------- *a Billy Syndrome(NYC) expression
gawd, you're such a drug, i'd get in line if i knew how... blessed with a little context flying into a scream of consciousness "in the first person spectacular" like henry in june. expressing a little outrage on stage, am i interesting enough now to be poor and still get over? sometimes i long to be a "real man" swimming upstream to spawn and die but i'm too adolescent financially. less a man, more a phase (for the ladies) funny how that guy over there's better at almost everything but i'd still rather be me. i could never walk that walk for long and as for that friend on his arm sure, i can appreciate a lamborghini, doesn't mean i'd actually want to be with one. (invitation to objectification) Out on the coast dj shadow's sifting through the vinyl for his next cd not me, i'm out on the road gas food logic over by the national guard aviary and something to catch me when i ... on my back an ocean of lotion and someone special to rub it in i turn over and we're gone until dawn shades of gravy and the big sky lets loose right after torrential. blessed with the gift of context i see that most all of my strife is bullshit just a set of holograms from egoland acid might of shown me sooner, but I passed on that shortcut in anycase anyone's goal is to like themselves. ...are you a warm person? then that's where i want to be i know you know you know and that i'll never entirely understand but i want you to try and explain to me "in the first person spectacular" like henry.
did they tell you how charmed I was? down with QT in missouri beautiful buttes in moonlight driving like an asshole through idaho I know I'm headed for shit but what can you do? future worrying's never worked for me it's important to see the light but no point in staring at the sun. I've lost that desperate feeling got sucked up off my little raft by aliens what a relief not being in-love all the time. downtown friends ain't got much shelf life emotional anorectics. who loves you is who comes to carry you home from your cross. I've got a million stories how many do you want? Important books in the trash laying in wait library of fate laying in wait for you to carry them home. did they tell you how charmed I was? ...blown away. Down with QT in Iowa City Butte in moonlight ...I've lost that desperate feeling.
she had a small town and country kind of heat none of that L.I./So.Cal. neurotic hard to get none of that holding out for any bullshit she's like, "in the barn?" and i'm like, "ok" "in the pond" middle of the day "in the pines?" "alright" she says, "I'll strip for your student film project and drain you up against the door after..." I'm like, "Yeah, and dance for me in your room and I get to touch." and she's like, "Yeah, of course!" "on the table?" "ok" in the creek bed, middle of the day waiting in the closet for everyone to go away... sweaty, slippery, sloshing around up in the summertime attic it gets so hard and hard to hang on it's so burning hot in there baby "out on the rockface then?" "ok" canoe, middle of the lake "in the stationwagon, the whole family up front?" "alright" apples are love out in a field farm kids yelling, "hey! where you going?!" we're going to the edge of town ... "in the rain?" "ok" groping in the graveyard, middle of the day "in these pines?" "yeah, hurry!" "in the barn?" "this way!" naked in the pond, foreplay come-junkies, long hot summer day... xxxoo
something's changed now music gets me high now beauty makes me ache and what's up with you? from anyone else that would be asking for it vegan freegan squeezing kissing at the castle in midnight land if only I could bottle what you got but that'd wreck the effect now wouldn't it? I hope to lose sleep next to you again soon morning wants me to bring you here and make you go real nice, (real) strong and slow and then maybe me too maybe, all over you and we can go ahead and fall deep is fine I'll understand the loss this time but, no worries that'd wreck it wouldn't it? come sing to me in my sleep soon vegan freegan squeezing kissing at the castle in midnight land only you give me heat just holding hands what'd you expect? you are beauty and I'm not dead you offer the apple, I accept my lust is true I hope to lay awake next to you again soon
all the sweetness in the world at our back to the shore for a night of who knows what little angels skipping wildly across the sand to the thump of an anarchist marching band friendly mob reclaims the streets hoopening in flames on the beach break from the culture of fear to the tune of a beautiful anarchist marching band fake angels are beautiful tonight silhouetted by dazzling wonderwheel light skipping wildly across the strand joy dancing with the band I missed diving again tonight been with all the sweetness in the world, so that's alright feeling seeping back in feels like life meet me in the middle of the air way up on the brooklyn bridge reclaim the streets, reclaim the sand to the thump of a beautiful anarchist marching band
Intro: C ( c d g b e then c d g c e ) ... (capo 4th fret) Am C Oh, Sophie, Sophie oh, F C nothing more startling or beautiful White Rose blooming in the deepest darkest canyon found out everything and couldn't live doing nothing cut down oh Sophie, Sophie oh, the White Rose won't leave us in peace eliminated every excuse for doing nothing and gave the so-called fatherland a fragment of redemption will we be able to do the same? oh... I know 3000 died for our sins, but thieves sold out our cleansing for petroleum yes, we deserve the regime we're willing to endure oh, but Sophie, Sophie Scholl from Munchen to Rostock Seattle to Liberty Plaza from the White Rose to the black flag, legions of you now youth against fascism "a noble treason" spike the tree... with reason nothing more startling or beautiful than what you and the others did oh Sophie, Sophie oh, "the sun still shines." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Rose
the soup was good the wine was sweet the fire, it was hot! born again on a carpet of black sand strong feelings of having been taken in she said you should be smiling i said there's too much going on i'll have to smile later. by starlight in the middle of the night laying amongst friends, we did it again we jumped in the river went down deep to that dark place where glory and beauty meet grace tenderness catch the wave just before it crests on black sand we did it again in the naked ocean we rinsed my salt from our skin. we jumped in the ocean went down deep ancient towns slide into the sea grace, tenderness something about her hands strong feelings of having been taken in everybody wants her everybody hates me double fire it was hot so we jumped in the river went down deep to that dark place where glory and beauty meet born again on a carpet of black sand strong feelings of having been taken in...
rid'n on this train got stars in my eyes steamy daydreams but the cracked bell refused to ring the same again maybe it turned back into the jar that hope monsters live in my arms are clear, no tattoos, no marks of you only the "golden footprint that no-one will ever remove" and the shovel you left too that was a little piece of me from now that made you so sad in that dream you had years ago i guess you heard the crying through "the walls of time" bad timing of patience and forgiveness we'll go dutch paying for this i stole "spy in the house of love" read it and put it back stole some protection too but there ain't no protection from such lethal rejection it's a sex-esteem thing. sometimes ignorance can spare you being scarred for life by what really shouldn't matter i turned out to be the one i really couldn't live without (if you were really so wonderful you'd be here now) riding on this train, stars in my eyes smart, brave, strong, incredible skin and true to her feelings irresistible combination great company on our anniversary... ...i lost hold of myself in the foggy cumberland gap when you pass that way maybe you could bring me back
feels pretty good singing lowly on the curb in the middle of the night it took half of to find this place again and the song's come true i've gone so far it ain't me coming back to waterloo shel's right, sometimes it's all just for the blast that get's you up to speed to break orbit the big fast-forward feel the power of heartbreak seen my lucky number shining by wild chance in the nightstreets of crazy paris seen that seeing anyone as a shiny thing is gonna mess you up every time i had this trilogy of epiphanies a little tale of three cities ...to not be alone ain't reason enough because they're so into it ain't reason enough going across the sea, across the line took half the night to find this place again and sing lowly on the peaceful curb


hi all,

Old friends may recognize most of these songs from hearing them during my tours - though there are newer ones too. Newer friends may not entirely recognize the person in the songs who is singing from a somewhat different world/life than the mildly cloistered one of more recent times. (A lovely, challenging, gallant, consensus-based, community-serving extended family of lefty marching bands and paper-mache wranglers).

Heads up that there's some pretty smutty stuff in here. I'm remembering that came about partially out of a rebellion against the 'political' performer label I was getting slapped with. Sure, I'm political, but the bulk of the material was personal - so there! But also, it's important fun stuff that worked well live. Blame for encouragement/license falls heavily on Liz Phair's 1st album AND many of you-all. :) :)

Summertime Blues #2 video:

White Rose Blues video:



released December 22, 2014

Christy Davis - drums
Fredrik Haake - drums (3,6,11)
Penny - voice (7)
Rachel Swaner - bass intro (13)

Made at the 'broome closet' nyc
Tracks 3, 6, 11 started at Bradford Reed's place in brooklyn
Matstering by Don Godwin in brooklyn ( www.dongodwin.net )
Cover art by Fly (www.peops.org)

Thanks to everyone!
In particular:
patty h, don g, mj, fly, bradford r, eric s, craig f, rmo, michael s, rachel sn, rachel sw

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all songs by roger manning

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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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