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Umburkus Returns

by DayDay MoeMoe

This particular work contains several surprizing improvisations and songs which are fleshed out around the wild schizoid zither.a simple hybrid instrument which allows melody and experimental percussion to "do it" on the same soundboard.
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4. Buster Buster David Michael Moore
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5. Shad David Michael Moore
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6. Blue Train Into the Red Sun David Michael Moore
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7. My Mind Is Empty David Michael Moore
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8. Cottonwood Night Coming Down David Michael Moore
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9. So Steamy David Michael Moore
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10. Leveeside Lullaby David Michael Moore
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11. Little Pony David Michael Moore
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12. Grocery Sto Feet Girl David Michael Moore
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13. Who We Are David Michael Moore
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14. Butt Deluxe David Michael Moore
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15. My Prosperity Package David Michael Moore
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
My name is David Michael Moore, I play various instruments.....mainly keyboards, drums, and chainsaw, but also accordian, dog bones, witches
pot, and the wild schizoid zither, a.k.a. boing box or buzzstick.....which is a family of instruments i make and sell, and the instrument which is at the center of the downhome musical vortex called "Umburkus Returns".


Born the last century, December 21, in Memphis, TN.
I live in Rosedale,MS, a small rivertown on the Mississippi River. I've been "playing" and composing music several years .


In August of 1977 my brother and I rode from Gunnison, MS to Memphis to get some sax reeds. When we hit the city we were eventually stopped by a policeman
directing traffic in front of Graceland---------he stopped a long line of cars which we were at the head of, diagonal to the gates of Graceland. My brother clicked on the radio and a voice was saying that Elvis was being rushed to the hospital--------------as we were listening to this we could see an ambulance flanked by motorcycle police front and rear coming down the long winding drive of Graceland........they sped through the gates and that King was gone......along with the cop holding traffic. Like a dream.....but real.


Umburkus was someone i used to know in the small leveetown of Gunnison, MS. So was Buster. So was Grocery Sto Feets Girl. Most of the songs are true. No names have been changed to protect anyone. They could care less anyway.


As mentioned, "Umburkus Returns" centers around the Schizoid Zither......a simple hybrid stringed instrument that combines experimental percussion and melody on the same soundboard. It can be plucked like a harp, played with sticks like a santur, set up to bend strings like a koto, or played with a slide and finger picks. It is basically an ornamental soundboard that one can set up and play in different ways.


The music on "Umburkus Returns" was composed thusly: an improvisation was done using any number of various tunings, along with its "found object" percussion.......then other "traditional" instruments were used to flesh out the composition.


Instruments used on this work include: Grand Boing Box, several Buzzsticks, Buzzturtle, Baby Buzzbox, Bike Spokes, Chain and Gearplate, Shaker, Trap Set and other Membraneous Percussion, Accordian, Chinese Medicine Ball, Dog Bones, Various Electric Bass, Organ, and Piano. Night. Birds. Hounds. Voice.


This Mississippi Delta is one Birth Home to the Blues and there's no place the River hasn't snaked her hips up against.....you can see it easy from those space shots. "Umburkus Returns"....is an attempt, using rather limited means, to dig into the Red, the Black, Yellow and Gold and anything inbetween, which She keeps nestled close to her everlasting booty.


Song Lyrics:

COAHOMA:

SAY WOULD YOU TAKE ME
OVER TO COAHOMA
I HEARD....LAO TZU
GOTTA GROCERY STORE THERE
I THINK I NEED ME
A BIG CHOPPING HAT
I MIGHT NEED...LITTLE FLOWER
TO SHARPEN MY HOE

DOWN THE HALL THEY'S PICTURES
HANGING ON THE WALL
PAPA SAN MAMMA SAN
BABY SAN AND ALL
LITTLE BLOSSUM'S IN THE KITCHEN
CHOPPING UP THE FISH
ROLLING GO THE BUFFALO
THERE'S ONE THING I WISH

SOMEBODY PLEASE.....
TAKE ME TO COAHOMA
I BELIEVE....CHUANG TZU
GOTTA GROCERY STORE THERE
I REALLY NEEDS ME
ONE THEM BIG CHOPPING HATS
I KNOW IKE AND TINA
LEFT A LONG TIME AGO

ALICE HAD TOO MUCH TO DRINK
SHE HOLDING UP A GARR
BRAGGING SHE GOT FORTY MO
IN THE TRUNK OF HER CAR
AH-Q WALK AROUND THERE
LEAN DOWN AND POP THE HOOD
WHATEVER IT WAS IN THERE
SHO BE SMELLING GOOD

CAN YOU PLEASE
TAKE ME TO COAHOMA
I DON'T NEED
NO FRIARS POINT RIDER NO MO
WHAT I NEED
IS ONE THEM BIG CHOPPING HATS
I REALLY NEED
LITTLE BLOSSUM TO SHARPEN MY HOE

C.2002 DM




BUSTER:

HEY BUSTER BUSTER
NOW THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU MAN
YOU WAS WALKING ON THE ROAD AT ROSEHILL
CARRYING YOUR TEETH IN YOUR HAND

YOU SAY: TAKE ME TO TOWN LITTLE BOBBY
LET'S TRADE THESE STAMPS FOR SOME BEER
WE GO GET CRAZY DRUNK AT THE BARPITS
GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HERE

CAUSE SHERIFF JOHNNY SAY HE COMING FOR ME
GONNA BOOK ME A TICKET TO HELL
CAUSE I BEEN TALKING TO SOME OF HIS WIMMINS
AND EVERYBODY KNOW THEY'S ANYBODY'S TAIL

HEY BUSTER BUSTER
HIDE YOUR QUART BY THAT OLD COTTONWOOD
YOU CAN FINISH IT OFF WHEN WE
GET BACK FROM WORK
YOU ALREADY FEELING TOO GOOD

NOW DON'T START GOING ON
BOUT BLACK CADAVER PATROL
AND ALL YOU SEEN IN THE WAR
ABOUT ALL THE BLOOD AND THE
BONES IN THE MUD
JUST TELL ME BOUT THAT
PRETTY FRENCH WHORE.......
TELL ME ABOUT HER

NOW DOPEUP SMILY GOT SOMETHING
GREEN TO SELL
AND SUE B. WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND
BUT FOURTEEN STICHES
AND TWO WEEKS IN JAIL
STAY AWAY FROM THE PARADISE END

CAUSE THEY A DOG IN THE DOORWAY
SOME DOG IN THE HALL
THOUGH IT LOOKS LIKE PEOPLES
IT'S DOGS THAT'S ALL
THAT'S ALL

BUSTER BUSTER
SWALLOWTAIL FLOATS CROSS THE MOON
THOUGHT I SAW YOUR GHOST IN THE GINYARD
HUMMING THAT OLD GRAVEDIGGING TUNE

HEY BUSTER BUSTER
LAST TIME I SAW YOU MAN
YOU WAS WALKING DOWN THE ROAD AT ROSEHILL
CARRYING YOUR TEETH IN YOUR HAND

C.2002 DM




SHAD: (BLACKHOLE BREAKDOWN)

WELL I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
FEELING AWFUL GLAD
UMBURKUS TOOK THE WAGON
HE DONE GONE TO GET SOME SHAD
GONE TO GET SOME MELON
THREE LOAF OF CRIMSON BREAD
PROBABLY STOPPED BY MAMA TRUTH
TO GET HIS FORTUNE READ

WHEN YOU STEP DOWN IN THIS RIVER
THROW AWAY YOUR NAME
BY THE TIME YOU REACH THE OTHER SIDE
YOU'LL NEVER BE THE SAME
THERE'RE SOME PEOPLE IN THIS VALLEY
WHO'D SELL THEIR MAW AND PAW
FOR A MOMENT'S TITILLATION
LOST IN PIGGISH AWE

I HAVE LOST ALL UNDERSTANDING
TELL ME HOW THIS BE
LIVING WITH YOU BABY
HAS BEEN SUCH MISERY
I WENT TO SEE THE NEEDLEMAN
TO SEE WHAT MIGHT TRANSPIRE
HE TOLD ME THAT MY SPIRIT DOOR
HAD BEEN SET ON FIRE

BAIT YOUR HOOK WITH SWEET MARSHMALLOW
OR FRIED CICADA SHELL
SET YOUR LINE FOR PRETTY DEEP
SCRAPE THE ROOFS OF HELL
YOU DON'T NEED THAT GRINNING MERCHANT
WHO RAFFLES THE BEYOND
LOOK DOWN INTO THE WATER
YOU WANNA SEE THE FACE OF GOD.......
IT'S A SHAD

IT'S SUCH A CLOUD OF UNKNOWING
A CONSTANT SHADOW DANCE
THERE IT IS IN THE AIR
THEN IT'S IN YOUR PANTS
CALL ME WHEN THE NUMBERS
ADD UP TO WHAT YOU WISH
I'M JUST WAITING ON UMBURKUS
HE'S BRINGING HOME SOME FISH......
IT'S SOME SHAD

WELL I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
FEELING AWFUL GLAD
UMBURKUS TOOK THE WAGON
HE DONE GONE TO GET SOME SHAD
GONE TO GET SOME MELON
THREE LOAF OF POKEWEED BREAD
PROBABLY STOPPED BY MOTHER TRUTH
TO GET HIS FORTUNE READ.......

SHE TOLD HIM:
BLACK HOLE HERE
BLACK HOLE THERE
BLACK HOLE....COULD BE ANYWHERE....(XX)


C.2002 DM




MY MIND IS EMPTY:


MY MIND IS EMPTY
MY MIND IS EMPTY
MY MIND IS EMPTY
THAT MAY NOT BE SUCH A BAD THING

I WOKE UP IN A DREAM
WOKE UP IN A DREAM
I WOKE UP IN A DREAM
NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS

HERACLITUS COME HOME
HERACLITUS COME HOME
HERACLITUS COME HOME
DIONYSUS HAS ENTHRONED HIS BONE

THIS DAY'S LIKE THAT DAY
THAT DAY'S LIKE THIS
THIS DAY'S LIKE THAT DAY AND
THAT DAY'S LIKE THIS

SHE SHOWED ME HER TEETH
SHOWED ME HER TEETH
SHE SHOWED ME HER TEETH
SMILING OUT OF A MOUTH SO SWEET
SHINING OUT OF A MOUTH SO SWEET

SHE SAID:
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
BOY YOU'D BETTER GET RUNNING
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
THEY A TOOTHMAMMA COMING
BOY YOU'D BETTER GET RUNNING

MY MIND IS EMPTY
MY MIND IS EMPTY
MY MIND IS EMPTY
THAT MAY NOT BE SUCH A BAD THING

I WOKE UP IN A DREAM
WOKE UP IN A DREAM
I WOKE UP IN A DREAM
NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS

C.2002 DM




SO STEAMY:

SO STEAMY
MY LITTLE DOG HAVE LOST HER HAIR
SO STEAMY
MY LITTLE DOG HAVE LOST HER HAIR
IT SO STEAMY
MY NEKKID LITTLE DOG DON'T CARE

COME TO ME MAMA
BUT DON'T WAKE THE CHICKENS WHEN YOU COME
COME TO ME MAMA
BUT DON'T WAKE THE CHICKENS WHEN YOU COME
CAREFUL MY LITTLE ROOSTER
YOU KNOW HOW YOU MAKE HIM WANNA
STAND UP AND RUN

MATTIE GOT A GOOD STONE
ROSIE GOT AN UNMARKED GRAVE
MATTIE GOT A GOOD STONE
ROSIE GOT AN UNMARKED GRAVE
AIN'T NO TRAIN AIN'T NO STATION
AIN'T NO MASTER AIN'T NO SLAVE


C.2002 DM



LITTLE PONY: (A HERACLITUS TUNE)


WAG YOUR TAIL AT THE GATES OF HELL
RIDE YOUR LITTLE PONY
YOU KNOW YOU RIDE HIM WELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL
RIDE YOUR LITTLE PONY THROUGH
THE GATES OF HELL
SWISH YOUR LITTLE SWISHER
YOU KNOW YOU DO IT WELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL
BEEN THIS WAY SINCE
TIME COULD TELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL***

WHAT'S LAST IS FIRST
AND FIRST IS LAST
WHAT HAPPENS TOMORROW
GOT IT'S FEET IN THE PAST
WOKE UP THIS MORNING
WITH THE GHOST OF LOVE
ONLY ONE SINGING WAS
THE LONESOME DOVE
STEP IN IT AND IT'S GONE
EVEN THE UNDERTAKERS GONE
STEP IN IT AND IT'S GONE
EVEN THE WITCHDOCTOR'S GONE
THEY'RE GONE

STARS STILL FLAME ACCROSS THE SKY
ONE EYE LAUGH
ONE EYE CRY
I HOPE TO LIVE BEFORE I DIE
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
DON'T KNOW WHY
STEP IN IT AND IT'S GONE
EVEN DON JUAN IS GONE
STEP IN IT AND IT'S GONE
EVEN MACHIAVELLI'S GONE (I WISH)
THEY'RE GONE

NIGHT BRING DAY
BRING NIGHT BRING DAY
GOT TO GO WITH IT BABY
THERE'S NO OTHER WAY
SWEET CLOUDS HAVE TURNED
INTO GROTESQUE HEADS
ALL OVER EACH OTHER
LIKE NEWLYWEDS
THE SUN'S ALL NEW EVERY DAY
WHAT I THINK ABOUT IT BABY
JUST FLOATED AWAY
I'D GIVE YOU MY HEART
IF YOU TREAT IT WELL
THINGS KEEP THEIR SECRETS
THEY DON'T TELL
STEP IN IT IT'S GONE
EVEN AMADEUS IS GONE
IT'S HERE THEN IT'S GONE
EVEN THE ICE CAPS ARE GONE
THEY'RE GONE

(REPEAT FIRST VERSE)***

C.2002 DM




GROCERY STORE FEET GIRL:


SCHOOL DAY PEAS
AND A HONEY BUN
PIGFEET, STAGEPLANK
SOME SOUR GUM
SHE CAN SCHISM IN MY OKRA
MAKE MY VARMINTS RUN
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

ANIMAL COOKIE
WITH SOME LIVERCHEESE
DRUNKS BY THE COOLER
GET OUT THE WAY PLEASE
BAG MY HEART WITH THAT SANDWICH
SHE DONE IT WITH EASE
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

NEVER KNEW HER MAMA
NEVER KNEW HER PAW
RAISED BY AN UNCLE
DOWN IN ARKANSAS
CROSSED THE RIVER ONE NIGHT
RUNNING FROM THE LAW
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

SITTING ON SOME BUCKETS
BEHIND THE STO
KISS BY THE FISHTROUGH
TIL WE COULDN'T TAKE NO MO
SOME THINK SHE'S AN ANGEL
SOME THINK SHE'S A HOE
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

SHE SAY PEOPLE GOT NO MONOPOLY
ON A BROKEN HEART
SHE COULD HEAR THE WORLD CRYING
AS IT FALL APART
THEY A SAD SONG COMING
FROM A LONESOME LARK
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

HERE COME BLACK JOHNNY
WITH A BLUEJAY IN A CAGE
BLUEJAY SQUAWKING
HE IN A RAGE
JOHNNY GOT THREE LETTERS
FROM GIRLS HALF HIS AGE
NOT MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

OPEN THE WINDOW HONEY
TURN OFF THE FANS
LISTEN TO THE NIGHT TALKING
AS WE HOLDING HANDS
SHE CLOSE HER EYES
SHE IN OTHER LANDS
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

SACKBOY MAD
I HANG AROUND TOO LONG
HE GOT A NASTY SMILE
HE SING A NASTY SONG
INSTEAD OF GOOD MORNING
HE SAY: "GUESS WHO GONE"?
YO LITTLE GROCERY STO FEETS GIRL

COWTONGUE, PIGTAIL
SOME PICKLED FIN
GOOSENUT, CHICKENBUTT
THE SHAPE I'M IN
SEEM MY TROUBLED BIRD
HAVE FLOWN AGAIN
MY LITTLE GROCERY STO FEET GIRL

C.2002 DM



WHO WE ARE:

LONG AGO WE USED TO PLAY
THE SWINGING STATUE
SPIN YOU ROUND AND ROUND
HOPE SOMEBODY CATCH YOU
BAREFOOT GIRLS WOULD HUM
AS THEY POP THEY GUM
SINGING LOOP-DEE-LYE
AS THEY WINK THEY EYE

NOW THE WAR'S ALWAYS ON
THE STONE IS SET
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU SEE
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU GET
WHORE PAINTS HER LIPS
WHEN THE BOYS BEGIN TO FIGHT
SOME MEAT HUNGRY CLOWN
TAKES HER INTO THE NIGHT

IT'S WHO WE ARE
UNDER THIS STAR
WE'VE TRAVELED FOR AGES
BUT WE AIN'T GOT TOO FAR
WHAT WAS SCATTERED
COMES TOGETHER
WHAT COMES TOGETHER
BLOWS APART
IT'S WHO WE ARE BABY
IT'S BURIED IN OUT HEART ***(CHORUS)

GET UP GO TO WORK
GOT TO RATTLE THAT CHAIN
GET UP TOMORROW
GOT TO DO IT AGAIN
IT'S A WAR OUT THERE
IT'S WHO WE ARE
IT'S IN MY HOUSE
IT'S IN MY CAR

WHO THAT GIRL OVER THERE
PISSING ON THE LEVEE
GOT HER WIGHAT ON
A LITTLE VOODOO BONE
COULDN'T BE MS MATTIE
MAYBE MS BETTY
WEARING ABALONE
EATING SOME BALONY

IT'S WHO WE ARE
UNDER THIS STAR
WE'VE TRAVELED FOR AGES
BUT WE AIN'T GOT TOO FAR
WHAT WAS SCATTERED
COMES TOGETHER
WHAT COMES TOGETHER
BLOWS APART
IT'S WHO WE ARE BABY
IT'S BURIED IN OUR HEART

AH THE TRUTH IS SUCH
A FLUID THING
DRINK UP BABY
MAKE YOUR BIRDIE SING
I GOT DRUNK GOT LOST
IN THIS REPTILE CITY
LOST MY SHANG DEE LANG
LOST MY DOO WAH DIDDY

NOW MR. HERACLITORUS
AND OLD DONNYNEEZUS
WASHED UP UP THE LANDING
THEY WAS CUT TO PIECES
MS ALICE AIN'T TALKING
BUT IF SHE GET HER FILL
SHE TELL YOU MR NEEZUS
WAS MESSING WITH HER STILL

CAUSE IT'S WHO WE ARE
UNDER THIS STAR
WE'VE TRAVELED FOR AGES
BUT WE AIN'T GOT TOO FAR
WHAT WAS SCATTERED
COMES TOGETHER
WHAT COMES TOGETHER
BLOWS APART
IT'S WHO WE ARE BABY
IT'S BURIED IN OUR HEART

(REPEAT FIRST VERSE AND CHORUS)

C.2002 DM



BUTT DELUXE:


I GOT THIS THING
NOW HERE'S THE CRUX
I'M SO HUNG UP DARLING
ON YOUR BUTT DELUXE
I STARE IN SPACE
DOWN THROUGH THESE AGES
IT'S ALL BECAUSE
OF YOUR BACK PAGES

NOW I'M JUST SO SPEECHLESS
WHEN IT COMES TO THIS
GONE UNDER THE POWER
OF SOME JELLO BLISS
YOU MAKE THE HANDS
FALL OFF MY CLOCK
JUST BY THE WAY YOU
ROTATE YOUR STOCK
GO TO WORK CHILD

THIS THING YOU GOT
IT'S LIKE THE MOON
THE DOGS HOWL
THE BIRDS BEGIN TO SWOON
MY MIND IS EMPTY
SO FREE OF FLUX
IT'S BEEN ENLIGHTENED HONEY
BY YOUR BUTT DELUXE

(REPEAT FIRST VERSE)

C.2002 DM


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Birney Imes

Amazing this is.
This is amazing music. Lyrics, instrumentation and vocals are unlike anything you'll hear anywhere else. David Moore is a genius, a hothouse flower growing at the edge of the Mississippi Delta.

Johnny Bird

Delightful Delta Aural Soundscape
I think this album is absolutely delightful: melodic; cross-rhythmic; funky; stirring. I'm a road drummer, traveling extensively in the deep south and, in my opinion, this masterpiece is a crystal clear reflection of the quirky Mississippi Delta world: june bugs buzzin; greasy paper plates; cold foamin beer; pretty girls with dirty feet; screen door slammin; dog barkin; storm comin, and all around you, the blues tone dronin’....

James

Wow!
I've never heard anything like this in my life. I hope someone is listening.

Heather Mullen

Deliciously different!
This is the most deliciously different CD I have heard in years. The rhythms are infectious, the unique blend of sounds produced with buzzstick, dog bones, etc is scintillating. Highly recommended!

Eve Ervin

Transporting. Moore captures lightning and encases it in a CD.
I cannot stop listening to this otherworldly music. Moore's lyrics are mystical and authentic Delta stuff. I want to send this CD to every college radio station I know, so that a whole new crop of listeners will fall under the spell.

Fish Michie

Speechless
"Got his teeth in his hand...." I've been listening to this CD for 6 months and I am still speechless. Being a displaced Delta boy, I can smell the moss on the lake, feel the heat of the Delta, and taste that hoop cheese and crackers when I play Umburkus Returns. David Moore did it this time. Fine, fine, fine.