Stock Music track: Everydays a Monday

Male bluesman belts out the truth about day-in-day-out reality. Memphis blues with full horn section, drawing from the big B.B. King Orchestra sound. References to work, marriage, drinking, and ultimately life and death; this hardened bluesman is even brash enough to tell the Grim Reaper to come back later.

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Track details

Track ID number: 14164
Genres: Vocal Jazz music - royalty free jazz with vocals -- Vocal Blues / Southern -- Blues & Southern Rock
Moods/Emotions: Ironic / Spiteful / Bad Attitude -- Sad / Sorrowful / Mournful -- Excited / Enthusiastic / Energetic -- Cool / Funky / Strutting
Suggested Production Types: Historical / Retro: 1950's -- Historical / Retro: 1920-1940's -- Lounge / Cafe / Lobby / Bar -- Men / Motors / Guys stuff
Prominent Instruments: Bass (Upright/Acoustic) -- Brass section / Horns -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Piano (Acoustic) -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics
Keywords / Hints: blues, vocal blues
Tempo feel: Very slow -- Slow
Tempo Beats Per Minute: 93
Artist: Buddy Moncrief
Composer: John Swanson (BMI - CAE#: 00545496814)
Publisher: Acoustic SwaneeLand (BMI)
SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): John Swanson
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: Boss man calling for me
He says I’m late
Woman is calling
For my head on a plate
Collector’s calling me
To pay the man
I said “Hey can’t you see I’m doing the best I can”

And every day’s a Monday
Every day is a Monday
Even Saturday and Sunday
Just give me the Monday blues

Stopped by the corner joint
To lighten my load
Ain’t nothin’ wrong
With a little nip for the road
It was Friday happy hour
The drinks were free
But I just went ahead and paid anyway
‘Cuz there ain’t no Friday for me

Every day’s a Monday
Every day is a Monday
The eagle flies on Friday
And the vulture flies on Monday for me

Saint Peter called for me
Lord, don’t you know
He sent the Grim Reaper down for me
He said “Boy, it’s time to go”
He reached out his long black hand
To take me away
I said “It’s only Tuesday bud
Come back in seven days”

You’re gonna have to take me on a Monday
‘Cuz all I know is Monday
The eagle flies on Friday
And the raven flies on Monday for me
Album containing this track: (None)
About the Artist
Buddy Moncrief Buddy Moncrief

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.