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Philology

by Prairie Rehab

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1.
Philology 03:21
Philology You can say good-bye in forty languages You can tell a myriad of tales When I open up my arms to take you in You embark again and off you sail You're long distance calls Disconnected ends Montezuman halls And “Good-bye, my friend” You could charm the stars out of their lofty heights You could woo the moon down to the earth I cannot stay livid in your amber eyes Turning saturninity to mirth You're a ship from Spain And a gondolier Sunlight on the Seine And “Good-bye, my dear” You've been promising for longer than I know How you're going to make it up to me You've been gone for something like millennia Meanwhile, I've been stationary You're a famed philologist I'm an ordinary fool Standing in the London mists You swore you'd steal the Windsor jewels Stuck here in this rustic town Longing for my bon vivant When I'm feeling six feet down I pretend it's me you want I pretend it's me you want You can say good-bye in forty languages I can tell myself you'll soon return I am all a-flutter at the thought of it Like a lunatic, I cannot learn I'm a busted wheel On a Pullman car And I feel mobile But I won't get far © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
2.
Ernest Tubb 02:55
Ernest Tubb It's a gorgeous day, there's no doubt It makes you warm within and without And in its glow you so plainly see I am not, I am not what I used to be You kiss my cheek and then turn away I watch you leave and wish you could stay I say “goodbye”, but you cannot hear Dry my eyes, dry my eyes as you disappear And I'm a-walking the floor I'm walking the floor I'm walking the floor over you Got Mister Tubb here to sing for me In all his melancholic glory With every warbling refrain Wish I was, wish I was your Blue-Eyed Elaine And though you come back home every night Grin and pretend you're doing alright You say the words and you play the part You are gone, you are gone from this broke-down heart And I'm a-walking the floor I'm walking the floor I'm walking the floor over you I want to sink down I want to drink just a trifle too much So I can think, so I can think that I have loved you enough I just waltz on across the room Hum along to that shuffling tune Fill my glass, as the stereo spins I want to know, want to know you could want me again And I'm a-walking the floor I'm walking the floor I'm walking the floor over you And I'm a-walking the floor I'm walking the floor I'm walking the floor over you © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
3.
Pugilism 03:23
Pugilism I'm a fugitive from heartache The embodiment of bad breaks Caught in monumental mistakes But my recovery's begun You're my starry eyed pretender And my tireless defender You're a simple kind of splendor My rising and setting sun Will you love me on the lonely climb Still better when I'm past my prime? Will you hold me when I'm on the mend Still closer when I'm broken down again? There's a bit of pugilism In each human organism Every petty little schism Has me ready for a fight But you feelingly defuse me 'Til those fiery spirits lose me There's a exorcising beauty In the shelter of your sight Will you love me on the lonely climb Still better when I'm past my prime? Will you hold me when I'm on the mend Still closer when I'm broken down again? You're my elixir And an alchemistic dream Healing my ailments Giving flesh a gilded gleam Yet what am I but A shadow on your face Destroying joy and Sullying your glories with disgrace? When we've played our final love scene And grey grows the silver screen Will you look back on where we've been And declare that it was good? Will you love me on the lonely climb Still better when I'm past my prime? Will you hold me when I'm on the mend Still closer when I'm broken down again? © 2010 Lacie Mangels / Scott Swartz (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
4.
Up And Away 04:06
Up and Away (Strawberry Roan) You've got your saddle shoes Worn ebony and bone Weathered old hand-me-downs Up on your strawberry roan And she's good enough To carry you up and away You've got his necklace on It's setting your heart aglow You're ready for anything All ready for him to show And he's good enough To carry you up and away Laughingly he will appear Carelessly and cavalier O, he's not coming home to stay Quickly fades the lovers' tryst With a callous little kiss He rides off upon his dapple grey You've got your jilted soul Patently taciturn He's got a lock of your hair Ribboned with dark auburn And that's good enough To carry him up and away So, get you to Wichita Or maybe to Abilene Watch all your silver turn Into tarnished argentine But you've got your saddle shoes Worn ebony and bone Weathered old hand-me-downs Up on your strawberry roan And that's good enough To carry you up and away © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
5.
Alan Clark 04:45
Alan Clark Low sun, well past five At his regular dive Alan stole in from his day There at the bar, he leaned Cast somewhere in between The simply plain and too outre When Alan Clark caught sight Of a vision so pure and bright It nearly knocked him off his bended knees And she would have fanned the fire Had she only seen a spark If she could've seen you falling She would have caught you Alan Clark She silently slipped in Through the dust and the din Ordering mostly in pantomime Amidst the clamoring crowd She was bashful and bowed Hoping to blend in with the grime He thought of reaching out But he clung to his doubts And had another shot of sloe gin And she would have fanned the fire Had she only seen a spark If she could've seen you falling She would have caught you Alan Clark She was what he'd always wanted And yet could never find A figment of the most fantastic Places in his mind Imagining the thrill of contact Exchanging pleasantries But what he longed to say was “Darling, you were meant for me” And Alan knew she'd gone Leaving him to dwell on Regrets he'd rather just ignore And she would have fanned the fire Had she only seen a spark If she could've seen you falling She would have caught you Alan Clark © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP) / Greg Lamb (Fertile Mind Music BMI)
6.
Dearest 03:00
Dearest O, come and walk with me a while I'd give my heart to see you smile We'll lose our heads, forget the miles And you won't see it coming. . .no-o-o-o-o In starlight hours, we'll agree That all superlatives are free You'll sidle up so close to me And I won't see it coming. . .no-o-o-o-o The world may talk of our affairs And pummel us with earthly cares But find our souls no worse-for-wear And they won't see us coming. . .no-o-o-o-o Lifetimes will flash before our eyes Under kaleidoscopic skies Long days will pass and years go by And we won't see them coming. . .no-o-o-o-o And, in the end, we'll still agree That every gift of love is free And if you must depart from me O, I won't see it coming. . .no- O, I won't see it coming. . .no- O, I won't see it coming. . .no-o-o-o-o © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
7.
Furies (Jezebel) Bluer than Jeremiah And wide awake You trace the steps of each Calamitous mistake Treacherous Jezebel She could not be true Those eyes of emerald cast A spell over you You lived so simply with your Suitable wife Hid so completely in your Plain little life Your blushing bride, once Beautiful in her bloom Now seemed as frigid as A desolate tomb They'll give no quarter, though You beg for the end Come the dark hour when The Furies descend Lust came on strongly, like some Juggernaut force And swept you up into Her lecherous course She bade you jump and so you Foolishly leapt Senselessly following her Down to the depths Her countenance was coy Her smile, tenebrous She whispered, “All I do, I'm doing for us” Unable to resist The lure of her charms Her comely body laying Warm in your arms They'll give no quarter, though You beg for the end Come the dark hour when The Furies descend Your trusting wife cried out The plan fell in place But no foul scheme has ever Proven fail safe Your lover fled without a Hint of remorse Left you red-handed, standing Next to the corpse For her persimmon lips and The shape of her thighs For the sweetly deceptive Sound of her sighs Treacherous Jezebel She led you astray And held you captive as her Credulous prey They'll give no quarter, though You beg for the end Come the dark hour when The Furies descend © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
8.
Blue Narwhal 02:40
Blue Narwhal Like Viking lords or Inuits When all the Northern Lights are lit Through tundra's bitterest snowfall We'll go sailing with the blue narwhal Ivory scepters fit for kings I've no need for such costly things No gleaming thrones or grand mead halls Just the vision of the blue narwhal There's surely many a doubter Who will question every part of her The proofs are all Empirical Reason cannot see the blue narwhal You're such a mystery to man Like the griffin and leviathan Enchanted and fantastical Like the elusive and blue narwhal Like the elusive and blue narwhal © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
9.
Seven Hills 03:19
Seven Hills Lucrezia, O, Lucrezia How breathlessly I behold The fairness of your features Held in treasuries untold Splendor beyond all standards Beyond measure, beyond worth Like Venus, you embody All the pleasures of the Earth The Seven Hills reflect you in The greying grandeur of the gloam More glorious and holier than Rome I've heard the cruelest rumors From the lips of your betray'rs: Deception and debauchery And family affairs But I cannot believe such things Of one so undefiled They spurn your name, but you remain As precious as a child The Seven Hills reflect you in The greying grandeur of the gloam More glorious and holier than Rome Yet we cannot expect to change The wicked ways of man Especially within the Shadow of the Vatican The foundations are foundering The walls are crumbling down Still Alexander clutches His charlatan's tarnished crown Now, bloodied on these sacred steps Saint Peter, hear my plea Preserve the one I love Always and evermore for me The Seven Hills reflect you in The greying grandeur of the gloam More glorious and holier than Rome © 2010 Lacie Mangels / Scott Swartz (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
10.
Lone Ranger 03:37
Lone Ranger Four hand-me-down two dollar bills Fire-ant mounds and childish thrills A life begun on guileless fun Just stubborn kids with harmless guns We watched as lawmen crossed the range To dens of vice in cities, strange With justice won, they’d chase the sun All polished nerves and honest guns Bent on the kicks that'd kill you most You fill your head with friendless ghosts And try to run from all you’ve done With crooked aim and loaded guns There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say To make this dreadful feeling Go away Your baby girl has gone away Said maybe she’d be back someday But truths don’t come from serpent tongues She’s packing lies and stolen guns There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say To make this dreadful feeling Go away, From you It strikes me how things disappear: White hats and souls not closed by fear A father’s love the faithful son Like bloodless wars and harmless, Harmless guns © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
11.
Wandering Eye Maybe you're mine and maybe I'm yours But the world is riddled with saboteurs I'll do every little thing that I can But remember, honey, I'm just one man Like a moth to a flame I am mesmerized I cannot be blamed For my wandering eye Tell about the birds and tell about the bees Baby, they don't practice monogamy Well, I gave my word and I took the vow Guess I meant it then; I don't mean it now Like a moth to a flame I am mesmerized I've been tied and tamed But not euthanized You can drag me to church, you can take me to court You can keep the condo at the beach resort But this is something that I can't control I've got jittering hands and a hole in my soul I've got jittering hands and a hole in my soul Maybe I'm yours and maybe you're mine Put your good dress on and sing “Auld Lang Syne” But when midnight falls on a brand new year You'll be fast asleep; I'll be far from here Like a moth to a flame I am mesmerized Nothing stays the same Honey, why should I? I've been tied and tamed But not euthanized I cannot be blamed For my wandering eye © 2010 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
12.
Dublin Blues 03:37
13.
Rosamond Oliver Rosamond Oliver Does not tread upon the ground Rosamond Oliver Levitates without a sound As she floats on through your door None could ask for any more Than Rosamond Oliver Blossoming cheek of red Blessed Mary's vestal blue Easily turn your head And your best affections, too And I'm always standing near Shedding adolescent tears O'er Rosamond Oliver O, she is sure a work of fiction O, such a clueless ingénue Breathing feminine perfection How will I ever live up to Rosamond Oliver Tell me what do you see When you look into my eyes Isn't there anything That you will not criticize What do you expect of me I am never going to be Like Rosamond Oliver O, she is sure a work of fiction O, such a clueless ingénue Breathing feminine perfection How will I ever live up to Rosamond Oliver Now I must take my leave For I long have known the truth So, don't play make-believe: I am just a substitute Go on wasting all your breath I am about sick to death Of Rosamond Oliver © 2010 Lacie Mangels / Scott Swartz (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)

about

Prairie Rehab is a new project that joins newcomer singer/songwriter Lacie Mangels with former members of The Linemen. The catchy songwriting combines elements of Americana, country, power pop, and even jazz with lyrical depth, and the sound brims with crystalline female vocals, pedal steel, fiddle, horns, piano, and B3 organ.

"…Prairie Rehab uses melodic, twang-burnished folk as a springboard for several strands of genteel pop music. Mangels' lilting warble is a bit reminiscent of both Joni Mitchell and Emmylou Harris in places, but there's an unassuming, affectless tone to her delivery that sidesteps artifice in favor of straight-ahead harmonic accuracy."

"…The gorgeous "Up and Away (Strawberry Roan)" is ostensibly a song about a horse, but Mangels turns it into a meditation on growth, love and loss in a few brief but loaded verses. You may have to pull the lyrics sheet out to figure out how she made you tear up in such a short space - and then you may have to listen to it five times in a row. "

Christian Schaeffer
The Riverfront Times

credits

released February 26, 2011

Prairie Rehab is:

Lacie Mangels - Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
John Baldus – Drums, Percussion
Greg Lamb – Bass, Vocals
Scott Swartz – Guitars, Pedal Steel, Mandolin, Keyboards, Fiddle, Vocals

All Songs © 2011 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP), except

Alan Clark © 2011 Lacie Mangels (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)
/ Greg Lamb (Fertile Mind Music BMI)

Philology, Pugilism, Rosamond Oliver, Seven Hills © 2011 Lacie Mangels / Scott Swartz (Filament Glow Music ASCAP)

Dublin Blues © 1995 Guy Clark (EMI April Music Inc)

Recorded and Mixed by Scott Swartz at Filament Glow Recording, St. Louis, MO

Art Direction by Brian Clever

Photography by Sara Finke

Special thanks to our amazing guest musicians

Kevin Buckley – Fiddle on Tracks 6, 10

Dave Grelle – B3, Rhodes, Piano on Tracks 2, 5, 7, 8, 10, 11, 13, 14

Ben Reece - Tenor Saxophone on Tracks 4, 11, 14

Adam Hucke – Trumpet on Tracks 4, 11, 14

Aaron Chandler – Trombone on Tracks 4, 11, 14

Peter Green – Trumpet on Track 4

Rory Finn – Accordian on Track 12

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