Jungalingle

by Maurice Mattei

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1.
The Tropics 03:43
The Tropics Adrift in the tropics, my good friend and me Watching the sun rise over the sails Adrift on still waters, the pitiless sea Talking of love beneath vapor trails We'll soon get lost, come take my hand Just like we did back on dry land The blue sky above us, the water below If we keep moving we'll get somewhere Beyond the horizon, nobody knows What we might find when we're there Treasures we never thought to possess For me and my love, the Queen of Burlesque At home in the tropics, I've been here before And I may come back if I ever leave Drifting away, far away from the shore Funny what people choose to believe We had it all in days gone by That may be true but I never knew why
2.
Hell Hath Many Demons When the nighttime comes And you're on your own Where do you go walking When you're all alone? Hell hath many demons And they're on the prowl Can you hear 'em calling Listen to 'em howl On the Tiber's banks In antiquity Making sacrifices To dark deities Hell hath many demons Here comes one now How the proud are humbled Watch 'em kneel and bow Hell hath many demons I can't count 'em all Some hide in the shadows Others tear down walls Lies and vicious rumors, Oh, my righteous one All your good intentions Will soon be undone Hell hath many demons And none are the same Hear 'em on the doorstep When they call your name Hell hath many demons Legions, so they say Some are by my side Others, miles away
3.
Think I'll Laugh ’til it Hurts Think I'll laugh 'til it hurts As I walk through Napoleon Square With my hand in my shirt A warm wind blows through my hair In the distance I see Buildings of mortar and stone It's so strange to be Wandering here all alone Among these strangers who arrive from far off lands A faceless crowd armed with guide books in their hands All my shadow and I Want to do is get lost Down streets once passed by Over paths never crossed Where colorful flags Hang from crumbling walls Where time seems to lag Or not pass at all They say that here they're known to speak a loving tongue Reminding me of songs I heard when I was young Ivy twisting around On a blood orange tree Its fruit hanging down One was waiting for me This blood orange is ripe And its juice is so sweet Maybe later tonight I'll walk back down this street I thought I saw someone I knew across the way It wasn't very long ago, it was only yesterday As the sun sets I'll go For a walk 'round these walls There's so little I know Yet so much to recall Think I'll laugh 'til it hurts With eyes open to see These wondrous works That are all around me If only you were here, the things that we could do What I would give to have you back if only for a moment or two
4.
Empty Graves 03:32
Empty Graves Cast and crew have set this house on fire The embers there are burning with desire We warm ourselves and man the upper room If night descends I hope it's not too soon The lambs are sheared, the ground is tilled Empty graves are waiting to be filled He points the way that leads to open doors Both old and young adrift on distant shores In somber dress enshrouded, watch him dance Breaking hearts and playing games of chance Known by all and sought by none Empty graves numbered one by one Who knows where his glance may fall The inventory's very rich The fog ahead is dark and thick There's many who are crossing it Clients great and small Each cobblestone is shouting turn around Ignore the light that lays your burdens down Vows renewed, my funny valentine Are worth their weight in thistle and in brine The table's cleared, no curtain calls Empty graves are here for one and all
5.
Crying Mess 02:15
Crying Mess Another Saturday night Let's go face the world again Anywhere but here We've got a lot of money to spend Before the clock strikes nine We'll be ready more or less Me, stumbling 'round half blind And you, a crying mess To be a world apart Might be the remedy But who cares to bother Not you and not me We'd rather pass the days Behind these walls and yes Me, walking through a haze And you, a crying mess Dismissive compliments A lack of feeling and finesse All with the best intent Me and you, my crying mess
6.
Am I Keeping You From Something Am I keeping you from something Somewhere you should be You look a little restless In my company What little I can offer What little I can say If I'm keeping you from something You should go away Perhaps you'd feel more welcome If you were some place else In a crowd or on the street Talking to yourself You don't have to tell me And I don't need to know If I'm keeping you from something Maybe you should go I don't claim the right To tell you what to do I did what I could The rest is up to you If you question what I'm saying These things you don't believe I won't hold it against you If you want to leave If I'm keeping you from something It would be a shame I wouldn't want you to regret Regret you ever came No need to make excuses Or to apologize I'm keeping you from something I can see it in your eyes
7.
One Last Step One last step that I gotta take One last step before it's too late One last step, let me demonstrate One last step that I gotta take One more move and then I'll be through One more move that I gotta do One more move, I didn't say two One more move and then I'll be through We had fair warning More than our share Tomorrow morning Look around, look everywhere One last step right out the door One last step and not any more One last step like I said before One last step right out the door
8.
Wake the Dead Driving through Portsmouth In a rented limousine I made a lot of friends But I'm running low on gasoline It's a brand new day Putting on some brand new clothes When I went out for a walk My feet got tangled in a garden hose The street light's out And it's a quarter to three My head's 'neath the blankets and my feet Are up where my head should be Gotta lay out a plan before I get up outta bed I'm hoping someone can hang around long enough to wake the dead Playing Farmer Bill The Blind Boy from Omaha Wearing a hillbilly hat And I'm writing to my son-in-law The backyard needs mowing I'm putting in a brand new deck Taking Ruby there If she wears my ring around her neck There's things need doing But I'm alright, how 'bout you It doesn't matter how much gets done There's always more to do I feel like dancing but my feet are made of lead If someone comes around I hope they can wake the dead The newlyweds next door dine by candlelight They're careless and untrue and all they do is fight You know, you're the limit You're a bird in this world Like a certified fool All I wanted was a country girl Making cornbread and ham Before the sun comes up Scrambling eggs Pouring coffee in my mustache cup Got no stockings or heels To slow her down She wears a second-hand dress And never feels like going to town If you stop by you better call ahead Bring a bell, book and candle and maybe you can wake the dead
9.
Can't Stand to be Awake Don't think that I can handle the confusion This madness being served up on a plate Don't know what's real, don't know what's an illusion These days I just can't stand to be awake A little bird, she told me not to wonder "Don't fear", she said, "although it's getting late. I see it in your eyes, what have you done, sir?" These days I just can't stand to be awake Taking shelter in unknown locations If I could, I wouldn't hesitate Finding comfort with depraved temptations These days I just can't stand to be awake I never understood what you were saying Can't pull you up, the rope's about to break Shield your eyes 'cause you may see me praying These days I just can't stand to be awake Don't listen to a word you hear me speaking It isn't me that's talking now but wait I'm only mouthing words you keep repeating These days I just can't stand to be awake Streets are closed and they may never open I walk in circles, don't dare walking straight Can't lock the doors 'cause all the locks are broken These days I just can't stand to be awake Sacrifice your good wife and your daughter A mob is waiting, breaking down the gate Hand in hand, we'll lead them to the slaughter These days I just can't stand to be awake A game of aces played without the aces No exit on the road you chose to take Turn and shoot when you reach forty paces These days I just can't stand to be awake "Don't give up hope", I heard somebody whisper "Someday this wretched queen may abdicate" And hand the reins of power to her sister These days I just can't stand to be awake You're here in time for one last deputation A special promise we're about to make Although there is no cause for celebration These days I just can't stand to be awake
10.
Harlequin 03:46
Harlequin A harlequin with shaded eyes Keeps me waiting for her call Does she love me Maybe not at all With my show tunes and my mandolin I met her on a rainy night In Atlanta, near Belle Claire By a rest stop She was living there I knocked three times and she let me in Harlequin It ain't natural but it's so How I feel when I'm in her arms Thinking one day I might do her harm In the night time as the light grows dim It's such a bother and it's such a wreck Running circles all around the block A daisy tells me That she loves me not From the shadows, dancing on a pin Up the mountain, up where the air is thin By the ocean watching the mermaids swim Harlequin
11.
Nowhere is Never Far Away Welcome to nowhere, let me take your coat The bellhop went missing but we got his ransom note The servers are lagging, hope you don't mind the wait They roped off the kitchen with second-hand caution tape 'Round these parts people say Nowhere is never far away Got a two room mansion up on the 7th floor If I had self-respect I wouldn't show my face anymore There's right and there's wrong but it's not up to me to choose Don't walk around here like you got something to lose Whatever you've done, don't do it today Nowhere is never far away The bar closed at ten, keep your headlights on Take a tip from a stranger and go back where you belong The call of the jungle, it's been called off again Better day's comin' but who cares where or when In and out, up and down Nowhere is always hanging 'round Put your left foot forward, take three steps back Tie the woman you love to the railroad tracks If you cross yourself, go and do it over there Your countrified ways are clouding up the air Nowhere to hide, nowhere to stay Nowhere is such a high price to pay
12.
On Present Time Living on present time and painting the ceiling The weather's about to change, I've got a feeling Creeping up on summer days like we always do There's mist 'round the Sycamore and sand in my shoe I've lived from time to time with thieves and their women I took 'em for all they had, I made a killin' Bus stops for Mrs. Jones, break light flashes Waiting on a summer breeze to sweep out the ashes If you commit a crime, might lose what you've got Don't need to run your mouth when your tongue's in a knot Arranging my pants and shirts, my suit and my tie Planning on a getaway and sunnier skies You turned my head, that was easy to do A day may come I might turn yours too My mocking bird is heartless and rude In need of attention, got a bad attitude A thought crossed my mind but it didn't stay Came by for a minute then it went away
13.
The Wrong Side of the Bar I walked in looking for a way back out Nobody here knows what I'm talking about My misbehavin' been misunderstood Don't wanna start a fight but maybe I should I'm on the wrong side of the bar So near and yet so far And I been wonderin' who you are On the wrong side of the bar Neon lights are shining in my eyes I can't keep talking 'cause I ran out of lies It's my party, I know you know You heard 'em say it on the radio I'm on the wrong side of the bar So near and yet so far And I been wonderin' who you are On the wrong side of the bar If the shoe fits I'll never wear it If money comes my way I'll never share it Ain't had a good time in years, somehow Things might change but why stop now I'm on the wrong side of the bar So near and yet so far Somebody shoot that shootin' star On the wrong side of the bar
14.
Twilight of the Day Sun-drenched and we're waiting on the sunset A walk in twilight with the one I love Who cares if another day is coming Time goes by like it always does Dreaming of a time that never was Chart a course for an unknown city Where church bells chime the hours of the day Can't find the time but I don't think it matters Walking out the door I lose my way And no one understands a word I say Take a seat and my resignation In trade for pleasures with strange company Changing trains along with names and faces Down the coast of an endless sea Enough has never been enough for me Found myself in some unwanted places But why that is, I won't ever know These foolish things time, one by one, erases Was it yesterday or a hundred years ago Sitting on a hillside in the moonlight Above the ships anchored in the bay Watching these few moments spent together Pass us by and slowly slip away Fading in the twilight of the day
15.
How About You I got a car and lucky charms I got your address written on my arm Driving around in the rain Once met a girl with no last name That's what she said but I don't think it's true How about you? Are you from here or someplace else Is that a picture of you on the shelf Back when you were a little girl Wonder what happened to all those curls And that yellow dress, I wish I knew How about you? I wonder and yet you looked away Did you forget or maybe you don't want to say I draw the line at doing wrong Been out of work but not for very long I keep my word most of the time All in all I guess I'm doing fine Made some mistakes, maybe one or two How about you?
16.
Punching Down Talking slow, making plans Laying 'neath a tree You don't know who I am Or who I wanna be My suit's buttoned up, why, I can't say I've been punching down both night and day In these rooms it gets dark Much too easily Half past noon, on your mark When I count to three Clear a trail if a trail is found I been wasting time here punching down Alibis for the young Clean sheets for the old Brushing flies off their tongues Standing in the cold Haven't heard a word I would repeat I've been punching up and down my street Sun won't shine and the rain won't come 'Til the time, by and by, when what's done is done Copper thieves on the roof Ladies come and go Tattooed sleeves, cowboy boots Dancing toe to toe Out among the weeds and rusted wires Passing time punching down desires Much too far up the path Better stay right here As you are, don't look back You might disappear In the smoke that's rising from below With the wind wherever it may blow Stop your wishing my good man Flags are flying high Something's missing, understand? Why, oh why, should I Walk through doorways with my head bowed down Take the back way in and out of town These are days unlike all the rest Careless ways, hateful deeds served with tenderness
17.
Where Did Our Little Town Go Deep in the night The storm came and went and left us all here Battered and bruised, a pitiful sight Met eyes filled with tears If it's a dream tell me so Where did our little town go All that we had blown away by the wind Adrift in the air Heartless and cold, a merciless sin Of loss and despair Gone is the world I used to know Where did our little town go Picture a home of love and affection Uprooted and cast in every direction Making a path through unsheltered ground Gathering what's left of our little town There's much to do but not much to say Of such misery Whatever you have can be taken away If God so decrees It can't be denied although Where did our little town go
18.
The Lies I Never Told Let me tell you something 'bout The lies I never told My eyes are blue, my hair is brown My heart is made of gold I've three rings in my pocket None of which I stole I want to tell you something that I may have often said Words I spoke in anger once I'll whisper now instead With a daisy chain of roses Wrapped around my head My sailing days, I fear have come and gone And now, it seems, it's here that I belong You've no right to be angry You've no right to be cruel Do as I say my wayward friend Never as I do I have lived by my wits I know you have too With arms that weave strange circles where I stand I now attempt my low-rent slight of hand As empty words and dreams start to unfold Remember all the lies Come look into my eyes Remember all the lies I never told
19.
We Started Out With Nothing Every now and then we met Then we went our separate ways We didn't do much talking 'Cause there wasn't much to say Never thought I would be seen With such a wilted flower Down dirty avenues Where rooms rent by the hour That's all that I remember, I can't recall the rest We started out with nothing, we ended up with less The many days gone lost And passed through feeble hands They found their resting place Somewhere in far off lands Please keep it to yourself What happened long ago Why tell somebody else What they already know Take shelter in the tall grass, I think it's for the best We started out with nothing, we ended up with less Some people miss their calling Maybe you're the one Who could have made me do Things I should have done Whatever that once was Whatever that might be It doesn't matter now Or mean that much to me She had a way about her, I longed for her caress We started out with nothing, we ended up with less Tell me what you know And I promise to forget it Show me where to go And I'll swear you never said it We're wretched and diseased But nobody seems to care You do as you please My darling, if you dare I wrote myself a letter, I haven't mailed it yet We started out with nothing, we ended up with less
20.
Jungalingle 03:51
Jungalingle Once upon a time me, myself, and I Was steady going single 'Til I come across the neighbor's wife Who showed me her jungalingle She showed it once and showed it twice Had ourselves a little flingle Then I realized I couldn't get enough Of the neighbor's jungalingle She was of a mind to sell her wares To others, she was nimble Then one day I woke to find I'd lost my jungalingle I hadn't been around, almost grown I was just a kid So I lit out for parts unknown And this is what I did I rambled 'round parts of town Hoping to get lucky I found myself in a hellish dive Somewhere in Kentucky Ragged treats, I soon found, Rated with the muckety-mucky I'd take a pass on an uppity lass For a willing ugly ducky Many's a time it crossed my mind That I'd had quite enoughy But the siren's song dragging me on Through hell holes in Kentucky As things go, to my surprise A stranger came to me At a glance, quite a prize At least, she seemed to be She was a high hat gal who'd lost her way Said she thought me charming An easy mark with wants and needs I soon found were alarming She drank her lunch, her dinner too She drank while arm & arming What could I say what could I do For my inebrious darling When through a haze at last I saw It was me that she was harming It ended there in fits of rage That I found less than charming With time, my feet met solid ground To a path more suited In less demanding parts of town Although, more ill-reputed I never learned to read or write Like they do in finer places I was never dealt a hand With two kings and three aces Never been to Broadway shows Won thousands at the races I never been taken in By those with social graces Debutantes and hangers-on With over-powdered faces Judges wives with double lives Who don't know where there place is My jungalingle must end here Before it's too revealing Whatever other tales I'd tell Might not be as appealing
21.
You're a Big Boy Can't call on your mama 'cause she's nowhere around And your daddy resides six feet underground Your baby's back home, she's changing the locks But you're a big boy, you can take a few knocks This money's no good and neither's your face The lady in charge had you replaced With some other monkey, I think I know why But you're a big boy and big boys don't cry Up on the roof somebody gave you a shove I saw you tumbling from way up above Can't break your fall 'cause I got something to do But what does it matter to big boys like you Shake hands and start fighting like they do on TV Take a dive for a quarter or hold out for three You could'a been something but I don't know what 'Til you got knocked out with a weak upper cut Who's that complaining, Nobody cares Sign your full name, sign over there Down on the bottom, the dotted line You're a big boy, you'll be fine This old escalator, it runs pretty slow It's taken us where I don't wanna go People are waving, you should wave back You're a big boy, I thought you knew that The house is on fire, the river is dry The floorboards buckle when you walk by Tornado blowing bark off the trees There's dogs at the front door covered with fleas Here comes my woman, she was once yours She doesn't do windows, she mops up the floors With your dirty laundry, isn't she sweet Her sense of direction led you out to the street The party's over, how can this be My glass was half full when they took it from me If you want some more it's up on the shelf You're a big boy, you can get it yourself
22.
Someday, Maybe Soon In all the papers and the drugstore magazines There's old has-beens who once graced movie screens At matinees every afternoon But that may change someday, maybe soon I play the odds but I don't play too much When you move like that please try and keep in touch You know my name and number, I assume Though that may change someday, maybe soon Who's in charge, who's been tugging at my sleeve? Who's been sleeping downstairs, I believe Laying on the floor in the living room Gotta wake 'em up sometime, maybe soon Grab the rails and hold on tight Hope and pray with all your might Every chapter, every verse And maybe things won't get too much worse Well, I bought this hat at the neighbor's rummage sale Picked up your scent but then I lost your trail Come on in my kitchen and dust my broom I'll pay you back someday, maybe soon
23.
A Better Man 03:33
A Better Man I am waiting for a ride and I'm pacing 'round the room And I'm hoping that someone comes here soon There are things I should do and I'll do them when I can Things I would have done if I were a better man If I were a better man Don't mistake my intentions to be more than what they seem Or if I should say things I don't really mean I am bound, I am tied, try to understand It might not be so if I were a better man If I were a better man Holding steady to this path that I'm on Shackled here and it's here I belong Out the door, no one's there and there's nothing I can see Except other places I would rather be Far from here, far away, far from where I am Places I would be if I were a better man If I were a better man
24.
Maggie Rose 04:40
Maggie Rose I was less than kind, I'd been brought up that way Only stole from strangers who were going nowhere Not one left their mark on me except, I suppose That lost and lonely angel, Maggie Rose Having learned a thing or two from my so-called friends Set out to take whatever caught my eye Couldn't do much worse or better, heaven knows Than that hard luck little angel, Maggie Rose I heard she had some children, maybe one or two I never knew where she lived and I never really cared Some long forgotten backstreet where nobody goes Seems like a place you might find Maggie Rose Have a seat down front For a better view The lights are beginning to dim We've been waiting for you Guess I missed my stop somewhere uptown A bit too late for mercy to abide I don't take orders kindly and I think it shows Just like my dear departed Maggie Rose When Maggie died it wasn't front page news If someone grieved I never knew their name Nobody sent flowers wrapped up in pretty bows So much for the life and times of Maggie Rose
25.
When You're Talking to Me There's a big yellow building by the oceanside When I lose my direction that's where I run and hide Take the elevator up to floor twenty-three And keep a safe distance when you're talking to me I'm a sailor boy, ladies, have a nice day If you wanna make love you gotta do it my way I like to dance, my favorite color is red Robbed a bank in Nevada and it went to my head Bought a suit of clothes and some dungarees Keep your hands to yourself when you're talking to me Goodnight nurse, my fair-weather friends I'll be killing time until I see you again The waves are breaking up against the wall They rattle the windows, some are fifty feet tall I been laying in bed with bad company Hold your head high when you're talking to me If I open my eyes the room starts to spin I can't keep track of what the cat drags in

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In a catalog littered with casual brilliance, Jungalingle stands among Mattei's best works, not merely by the sheer volume of its 25-song track list, but also by the consistent strength of his slice-of-life songwriting. While Mattei and his band, the Tempers (bassist Bryan Berwanger, drummer Debbie Immesoete and occasional), had stage-tested a lot of the songs on Jungalingle, Mattei massaged and tweaked them during Covid lockdown, lending them a slightly darker edge than they might otherwise have had.

- Brian Baker / City Beat


For those of you who have read Cri de Coyote through the years, Maurice Mattei needs no introduction. Jungalingle, his new opus (recorded in guitar/vocal mode), contains twenty-five tracks and listening to it is like the thrill and the intoxication of opening a wonderful new book - the unique pleasure of diving into an author’s universe and forgetting the hours and the constraints of everyday life. A Maurice Mattei album can be enjoyed like great literature, with an open mind, and an inquisitive appetite. Maurice has no equal when it comes to setting, costumes, and action. Words filtered, refined, sharpened, and lightly dressed in a style reminiscent of country-blues. Almost all the verses would have to be quoted to do justice to his art. 25 scenes, 25 photographs, 25 stories; a complete menu with results that meet all expectations. We are transported, seduced and casually challenged with each new page, each new song. Thanks for the trip, Mr. Mattei. We will be sure to come back.

- Eric Supparo / Cri du Coyote (French Alt-Country/Americana
Magazine)


JUNGALINGLE is Maurice Mattei's 27th album. It contains 25 songs written over the last two years. The songs cover a variety of subjects: murder, good and bad love, death, the passing of time, hope & despair, kind-hearted grifting, deceitfulness, cautiously happy endings and regret. Go grab Jungalingle now!

- CincyMusic


"The opening number ‘The Tropics’ quickly sets the tone with Mattei’s guitar settling into a gritty blues groove while his vocal delivery falls somewhere between the deep graveled tones of Malcolm Holcomb and the smoother baritone of Bill Callahan whose somewhat dispassionate lyrical delivery also resonates on a number of songs throughout the album. ‘Empty Graves’ is one of two co-writes on the album with The Temper’s bass player Bryan Berwanger. Here Mattei’s draws from his poetic soul with lines such as “vows renewed, my funny valentine, are worth their weight in thistle and brine”, while the jaunty pace of the arrangement offers the perfect juxtaposition to the sobriety of the narrative “empty graves are here for one and all”. The sinister theme continues with the dark and brooding ‘Am I Keeping You From Something”, with the dissonant chords helping to supply the tension. Elsewhere ‘Wake The Dead’ again evokes the aforementioned Holcombe while ‘Can’t Stand To Be Awake’ and ‘Nowhere Is Never Far Away’ finds Mattei taking a slightly tongue cheek swipe at modern life. ‘My Little Town’ graphical brings to life the loss and devastation caused by tornadoes that terrorize the U.S. with his lyrical gravitas perfectly capturing the solemn mood of the aftermath  “there’s much to do, but not much to say”. The characters that populate Mattei’s songs rarely walk down the sunny side of the street, instead they are more likely to be found skulking in the shadows somewhere on the edge of town where life is hard as told on ‘You’re A Big Boy’ but there is room for the reflective with the empathy found in ‘Maggie Rose’ reminiscent of early Tom Waits."

- Graeme Tait / Americana UK

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released September 19, 2023

All songs written by Maurice Mattei
Except "Empty Graves" and "The Lies I Never Told" written by
Bryan Berwanger and Maurice Mattei

Guitar and Vocals by Maurice Mattei

Jungalingle © 2023 Maurice Mattei / All Rights Reserved

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Maurice Mattei Cincinnati, Ohio

Musically, everything I do revolves around songwriting. I began writing in the mid '70s, took a long break and started into it again in the late '80s. It was then that I found my own approach. I was influenced by the narratives in old Rock & Roll songs, folk & country tunes, and swing-era standards. My songs became more riff-oriented when I started the Tempers but not much changed lyrically. ... more

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