Mambo Gumbo

by Loco Ironico

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Mambo Gumbo 04:03
MAMBO GUMBO Anytime there's trouble in your life parking tickets and bills, nagging from your wife when you've done all you can stop wringing your hands get the volume to the top and drop the phone down Politicians always tripping us up Say exactly what it is, is exactly what it's not Information overload start to leave you cold rub 2 legs together and ignite your soul Do the mambo gumbo Anyway you want to Life tastes better when you got someone who Wants to know you Hold you close and Put a little wiggle in the way you walk You do the mambo gumbo Can't get it wrong You can do it any way you like Shake that thing till you know your living Get a little wild tonight Don't need a reason to express yourself you know what you need more than anyone else now if fashion ain't your passion just wear what you like everybody looks fine when their doing it right Break the chains and lose that old stuff if it's been hanging you up then its ready to drop find the magic in the maze you can get it again dance away the demons and get yourself saved you do the....
Calle Calders In old Barcelona down where the sky meets the land and the sea you’ll find a street where the people you meet all look something like me dressed in disguises to find some escape from their own despair oh when will I once again, walk on Calle Calders Saten’s in satin, with angels in corsets of linen and lace Jugglers and clowns, take their coffee with dancers in dangerous embrace taste of queimada ( kay-ma-da) casting its magical spell - everywhere oh one day I know I’ll wander once more on Calle Calders Sun in my eyes, salt on my lips, you in my heart and my hands I hear it calling, (its) always calling me, home, calling me home Im coming home Locked in this cell where theres no one to tell of the place that I love tales of bordello’s, burnt orange and yellows are all I dream of if you hear this plea please forgive me my sins wont you help set me free oh, when its my time please bury me deep on Calle Calders Oh when its my time please bury my bones on Calle Calders
When I’m fit and healthy My knees hurt a little bit, why I don’t know it may be forever or just when its a little bit cold theres a place in my back that never fails to crack if I bend down to quickly you know its hard to get back up But when I’m fit and healthy, like I know Ill be one day and all these aches and pains lie on the gymnasium floor to stay they’ll lift me on their shoulders as I raise my trophies high when I’m fit and healthy and watching from the sky They used to call me captain and pass me the ball now if I ever get near it I’ll more than likely fall and it could be risky with hips as bad as mine so its probably safer to pour myself a little more wine
El Bandito 03:29
El Bandito Patent creation like your playing God no compensation, just increasing cost nature will take ya anytime its crossed we’re just visitors here Bigger the better till the bubble bursts under the rubble trying to climb out first the more you have you know the more it hurts and there’s nowhere to hide They want your money cos their El Bandito They want your money and they want it fast Economically El Bandito, flexi-politic like a gymnast From Himalayas to Machu Picchu, hiding under the corporate flag They love the money cos their El Bandito Monsanto, Diablo, Bandito Bad! Lalalalala…….. G.M.O oh no no no what’ve you done where there was plenty now there’s only one round up resistance and you wear them down but we know who you are Farmers and lawyers on the courtroom floor like oil and water they don’t mix at all the biggest liars are believed the most and they don't change/if when you vote
Stay 03:53
Stay Started in the summer kiss’s undercover secret meetings, never public just Illegally tried not to be persistent but its always in the distance let go of my resistance permanently Stay till the night is over wait till the sheets are cold dance by the light of the embers be brave, stay till the morning December we’re discovered just not by your husband only friends and cousins still to many say we’re going to end it get back to being friends yeah got to do the right thing eventually… Chorus Stay a little longer at least until the morning comes
Christmas Time When I was little bit shorter maybe ‘bout nine years old turn a half into a quarter never did what Id been told allergic to regulation, preferred my own secret laws didn't get much information, never gave out very much more oh oh oh I know what I know oh oh oh I’ll go where I go Tympani of teenage tantrums, hiding out home alone listening to the greatest anthems, occupation getting stoned protected by the grace of crazy rejected by the world of words indecisive the god of maybe taught me all I ain’t learned, but oh oh oh I know what I know Cos work ain’t a good reason to get yourself hurt, just trying to toe the line oh why, why hide your lights until Christmas time Addicted to conversation, no space between the lines need a little more contemplation, need a little less pantomime don’t believe in anything certain, cant be sure of the human mind always another update version, ( still/all) waiting for the install time but oh oh oh I know what I know Cos work ain’t a good reason to get yourself hurt, just trying to toe the line oh why, why hide your lights until Christmas time Cos work ain’t a good reason to get yourself hurt, just trying to pay the price oh why, why hide your lights until Christmas time All is quite, all is calm, all is right now
Nothing As Strange As People People, nothing as strange as people good and bad and evil we’re all on the team creatures, little more than creatures pretending we’re all teachers defending that we’re right When the day comes and we face the ones who think we need to die what will you say to the saint who prays with your murder on, murder on his mind Weirdos, we’re just a bunch of weirdos fake Robert DeNiro’s never backing down Heroes, all trying to be heroes think we need to show those show those others how it’s done People, nothing as strange as people
Circus Train 03:48
The Circus Train Theres something coming, sounds like a train earth shaking thunder, don’t care where its been snake oil and petrol, plastic and paint to much deception to ever repent All these amigos, amazed and alarmed turbo testosterone, unlucky charms building the mystery, things ain’t what you see but the circus keeps on calling me Crazy on the carousel Im spinning around claws like tobacco trying to nail me down candy floss sticky on the ferris wheel seat yeah, the circus keeps on calling me I got the habit, cant leave it alone hat full of rabbits spilling over the floor its automatic, no time to reload clucking like a chicken when its crossing the road no doubt about it, no question at all dirty and damaged but we’re having a ball decadent, doughnut, danger, desperate fun the circus train keeps rolling on Milk in the honey, dirt in the cracks rainy or sunny Im still riding the tracks tame like a lion when the chemicals kick but I cant get off and its making me sick
Amigo 03:43
Amigo Straight line into debate time hard to relate why twisted in words Fast mind searching for rewind far from your own kind and you blame it on the world Wherever you go social or solo still got your ego, amigo and when you've spent all that you can borrow still got your ego, amigo, amigo, amigo, amigo Bright time after the fight time looking for late signs tricks of the light inside down where the scars hide resisting the rent rise and you blame it on the girls Chorus Shout loud react from the waist down whats left on your plate now is out of your hands, amigo…..
Physical Tabasco Say I love you, like you tell me to but I never said it was true Im just playing by the rules could you give me a moment on my own what you need to do ( why ) cant you do it alone She’s physical tabasco but fake like the peppermint breath if I try to watch the news, shake off a bad mood she always wants to talk about her friends I don’t know how I got here so tired of making hay she’s physical tabasco but I guess I prefer mine plain Trust me I see what you what your frowning for Cruella De Ville is your nickname and now I know the cause Im to lazy to finely cut the knot oh please, give me the strength or a medical reason to stop
Lost And Gone Pull up a chair and Ill pour a dram/shot sip and savour the burn rest the weight of our heads in the sand forget all we learned Good night madam the moment has come when all the cards in the pack have been thrown scattered, lost and gone Filter the lens fade out the facts gave as good as you got as grace lifts us away from the ground we can taste divorce Rise up and dance shout and be dammed heres is where we’re beloved and belong stay where we can see what is wrong tattered trust is torn/gone (we’re) scattered, lost but home
Paint On The Canvas Take my hand all is well again safe to sleep now All the sands dropped down to the bottom now soft and warm sleep like a child And as the paint on a canvas fades like the promises we made all the years are only nights and days and we will soon be gone Escape the tower fly like a fairytale all you made is left where it fell Don’t be sacred nothing hurts now


Loco Ironico - Mambo Gumbo

After another two years of being asked what type of music they make, Loco Ironico now liken their sound to musical gumbo.

So with twelve new songs recorded live and undiluted, commenting on subjects from GMO crops to elusive future physical fitness, the title of their second album is…Mambo Gumbo!

Building on the critically acclaimed Carpe Afternoon - mixing sounds, styles and songs together into a slow-cooked sonic stew for your musical nourishment.

Recorded by Jerry Boys and graced by the talents of friends such as Phil Manzanera, Steve Sidwell,
Tony Remy, James McMillan and Ben Castle - Mambo Gumbo is full of flavour and guaranteed to require at least a second helping.


released January 1, 2018

Joe Cang: Vocals, Guitar
Matteo Saggese: Piano, Rhodes, Hammond
Danny Cummings Drums, Percussion
Tommaso Scannapieco - Double Bass
John Paricelli - Guitars

Featuring: Phil Manzanera • Guitar - Track 6 / Steve Sidwell • Trumpet & Brass Arrangement - Tracks 4 & 6 Tony Remy • Guitar - Tracks 1 & 5 / Ben Castle • Saxophone, Woodwind & Brass Arrangement - Tracks 1, 8 & 10 James McMillan • Brass - Track 5 / Dave Bishop • Saxophone - Track 4 / Alistair White • Trombone - Track 4


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Loco Ironico London, UK

Loco Ironico is The brainchild of British singer-songwriter Joe Cang and Italian musician and composer Matteo Saggese
Songs of GMO crops, shipwreck and elusive future physical fitness that draw on New Orleans jazz, Cuban tango and calypso.
Think Randy Newman and Buena Vista.
As Joe says : ‘This is music for those with a taste for the ironic and laconic and for those who prefer whisky to tonic”
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