New Orleans style blues with piano, guitar, bass, drums, male vocals. Fun, bouncing, medium up-tempo feel with guitar and piano solos. Descriptive lyrics with specific names, places, and feelings on a small town summer night. New Orleans, blues, piano, fun, rolling, guitar, bass, drums, jazz, Cajun, small town, characters.
Track details
Track ID number: | 11719 |
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Genres: | Vocal Jazz music - royalty free jazz with vocals -- Vocal Blues / Southern -- Jazz: General & faster jazz -- Blues & Southern Rock |
Moods/Emotions: | Excited / Enthusiastic / Energetic -- Happy / Joyful / Positive -- Cool / Funky / Strutting -- Funny / Playful / Whimsical / Comical |
Suggested Production Types: | Historical / Retro: 1960's -- Historical / Retro: 1950's -- Historical / Retro: 1920-1940's -- Lounge / Cafe / Lobby / Bar |
Prominent Instruments: | Bass (Electric) -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Piano (Acoustic) -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics |
Keywords / Hints: | Blues, jazz, New Orleans, funk, piano guitar, small town |
Tempo feel: | Medium |
Tempo Beats Per Minute: | 133 |
Artist: | Buddy Moncrief |
Composer: | Buddy Moncrief (BMI) |
Publisher: | Acoustic SwaneeLand (BMI) |
SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): | Buddy Moncrief |
PRO / Non-PRO Track? | PRO (What's this?) |
WAV file bit depth: | CD-quality / 16-bit (What's this?) |
Stem files available for this track: | No |
Lyrics: | Down on Sycamore Drive Old Mrs. Anderson is kicking the jive She still plays piano now she’s eighty-five She don’t believe in living in the past Down on Sullivan Street Marcellus Damone is staying out of the heat From his front porch cooler he’s got a front row seat To yell at people driving too fast On a small town summer night You get the ice cream meltin’ in the neon light You got the tough kids hangin’ out lookin’ for a fight Down in Mulberry Park Two young lovers are carving out their names in the bark They’re making the vows that will break their hearts And they’re sealing their fate with a kiss Down at Billy O’s pub Billy O’Malley’s throwin’ down some grub The catfish plate, oh man I’m telling you bub It don’t get better than this In a small town summer scene You get the egg-head dancing with the homecoming queen You got more corn on the cob than you ever seen In your small town summer dreams You get free hot dogs for the little league teams The rest of the world is so far away it seems Down on Sycamore Drive Old Mrs. Anderson is feeling alive She’s fired up the Buick, she’s goin’ out for a drive You better stay out of her way Down at Billy O’s place I’m likin’ the flushed glowing look on your face I’m stickin’ to beer baby just in case You want to come over to play Down on Sycamore Drive Down on Sycamore Drive Down on Sycamore Drive |
Album containing this track: | (None) |
Somewhere out on New Route 66, about 50 miles west of Sinatra and 75 miles east of Tom Waits, Swanson struts his swingin' and singin'. He loves Dave Frishberg songs and Johnny Walker in a tumbler. He'd like to hear Kurt Elling cover Stone Temple Pilots. Lonnie Johnson is God.
On his latest full-length release "We Can't Party Like We Used To" (2009 Acoustic SwaneeLand), Swanson pounds out 12 original vocal jazz cuts with a cool retro vibe. His bluesy vocals and tasty guitar licks remind of crooners past and present - Sinatra, Cole, John Pizzarelli come to mind - but his clever songwriting has a leaner, edgier feel to it that puts him squarely in the current century.