The Dust​-​Up

by Keith Monacchio

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They say there are angels on the horizon But, I ain’t seen hide nor hair of them Shooting down from the clouds like lightning Gonna save every God fearing soul they can Yes sir, there is gonna be showdown Between the believers & the cynical They’re lining up like cross-town rivals But, I ain’t yet decided whose side I’m on White robes and halo’s riding on bison Believers are singing them fight songs Head boy cynic stands up “says I can’t hear them” Says “we were right all along” Lil sister, why you popping them devils? Is your truth too hard to confess? Isn’t it enough to see them little ones smile Do you swallow them devils down to forget? White robes & halo’s ain’t gonna save ya It’s all on you, that’s just common sense Big believer says look up there all around you Bet you’ll be changing your tune when you’re on your deathbed White robes & halos ain’t gonna make ya Any better off in the end But, if you’re looking for some kind of faith revival Then the believers are here for you, with out stretched hands They say there are angels on the horizon But, I’m still stuck here on the fence If I can climb the highest mountain? I can put my faith to the test Or put this myth to rest So, the believers & the cynical suggest
The Bridge 03:59
The Bridge One foot right in front of the other I as just a baby boy holding on to his mother Fearless of falling over Going forward unaware to what’s over your shoulder When you’re grown up and on your own You settle right into a safe little zone All those chances to take Scared to fall on your face Everybody’s got a bridge to be crossed Above the breaking waves and the jagged rocks I might just make a mess My feet feel like cement But I need to take That very first step First time riding on my bicycle First time dad took off the training wheels Fast as I can down the big old hill My brothers dusted me off When I my first spill When you’re grown, they say don’t go to fast Cause that big old hill, now has bumps and cracks And you gotta be ready when that big world smacks You right between the eyes and just laughs Everybody’s got a bridge to be crossed Above the choppy water Where the ships get tossed I’m not afraid to get wet Just scared of heights I guess But, I need to take that first step I once tried to kick growing old Took up cigarettes to stunt my growth But, that plan didn’t really work It made things just a little worse As I sit here and light another smoke But I quit those things One arm stretched above the other Reaching for that candy tucked away in the cupboard Old enough to know my right from left But, it’s might right from wrong that I still don’t get Decisions down the pike come fast and furious Love & loss still play the role of mysterious All this time tracing someone else’s tracks Pulling stones out of my shoes and rabbits out of my hat Everybody’s got a bridge to cross Some trudge right on, some jump off I think hard and I second guess Will the other side be filed with success? But I need to take Yeah, I need to take That very first step
Saber-Tooth Tiger She got the back of his hand One too many times One too many looks Seen one too many bad sides Going out of her way to make this house a home He thinks he knows me, but he don’t know me at all I’ll be a saber-tooth tiger in a lion’s cage You can be the tamer watch me fly into a rage I’m burning your dinner while you nap on the bed One of these days you’re gonna turn up dead Black boots and dark roots, a kick in the head Cover up & shut it up, didn’t you hear what I said She said I’m movin to my mom’s, you ain’t going nowhere I’m way past the point I’m gonna snap I swear And be a saber-tooth tiger in a lion’s cage You don’t know the depths of the war I can wage I’m writing your obit, while I’m baking the bread One of these days I’m gonna put a knife right in your head I’m not sorry for the things I say Because everyday Always ends the same A bouquet of flowers and a full ashtray It’s a big mistake But, it’s the only way Today’s the big day; I dropped the kids at my moms Gun check, gut check, left the porch light on I’ve got one door left out of this personal hell Just have to look him in the face and handle this myself So, get down on your knees My most dreaded disease Let me hear you plead You sound just like me I really should have done this years ago Just ignored your commands And disrupted the show Like a saber-tooth tiger in a lion’s cage For once it won’t be mine, but his blood on the page The hole’s already dug out behind the shed Tonight I’m gonna sleep with the clearest conscience ever slept Gonna leave the dirty dishes, while he sleeps with the fishes The rest of my life starts tonight Alright
A Little More Time I wanna thank you baby For waiting on me All I can say is Is I'm truly sorry I could try explaining (truth is) I just lost my mind But I could fix it all up now Just need a little more time Now, I ain't gonna read you My laundry list of sins I ain't gonna state my case Because I wouldn’t know where to begin All I do replay My mistakes over and over, in my mind I want to try to fix em all Just need a little more time I told you lies I swore up and down and I cried Don’t push me aside Cause if you do, I might just lay down And die So, just so were clear Crystal blue I know I hurt you down deep Everything I done…I wish I…could undo I hope were not over That I haven’t strayed too far, over the line That you could see me one more time true With a little more time And maybe I could hold you again With a little more time
Million to One Shot You can size me up if you want to And read my resume through I know I’ve made some bad choices But, they seemed like the right thing to do If you need em I’ve got references I’ll hand you over my black book The folks in there, yeah, we’ve had our differences And with some of them I’m still on the hook For things I’ve said, and did, and was It’s given me ample reason to pause And to reflect and address my flaws So, please accept me for what I’ve got Don’t reject me for what I’m not I’ve got us all worked out It’s just a million to one shot But I’ll take them odds exactly And I’ll gladly bet the pot And I’ll say so matter of factly We got a million to one shot So, if you’ve read my qualifications You seen what I can do Got the skinny on my past relations Yes, everything they said is true I can be a bit of a bastard And a whole lot of crazy to But, if you call my brothers up and ask him? They’ll say “He’s not crazy, just slightly askew” But aren’t we all just one move away From losing our minds from the daily day to day On the balance beam together we sway So, please respect the good I’ve got Don’t try to change all my have not’s So, holy long-shots Batman It’s just a million to one shot So, don’t you give me that soul mate stuff I hear it’s cool, but still not enough That true love wedding knot It’s a million to one shot After all, what have I done that’s been so wrong? Kept my beliefs and character strong As the years keep rolling on and on So, you can size me up if you have to You gotta do, what you gotta do I’ll be waiting for you here, after Your deliberations are through We’re not the best pair on the block But, we might be the only chance we got Think of us like a romantic comedy Called a million to one shot A million to one shot You gotta be in it to win it
Allenhurst 04:26
Allenhurst The only constant here is hope It wears an armored plated coat Rescues the truth, through fire & smoke Talks that straight dope There is no answer key for this Yet all these questions still persist But, there is faith inside the meaning Of what we’re feeling Exploding hearts lay on the floor We’ve done some damage and barred some doors Burnt bridges right to the ground They’re never coming back now Like public enemy’s # 1 We’re Bonnie & Clyde on the run Its love we’re robbing and stealing Cause that’s what we’re feeling Like a runaway train going off the rails We’re driving that thing, but who’s writing the details They’re damn sure not thinking about us See, we got no map to follow Just some bitter pills to swallow But, we’re through with taking our meds And we can’t change, what’s in everyone else’s head So, the only constant here is hope It’s a ways away, but in our scope And our resolve is bulletproof That’s the truth, Ruth And if some ties they come undone If we’re ostracized and shunned That’s on them, cause we’re freewheeling That’s what we’re feeling
Where You Live, Is Where I live You could move to the Far East You could move to the South Pole Pack up all your belongings Get all your ducks in a row See any place you lay your head My heart’s right round the bend Cause baby where you live, is where I live I could take a west bound train My destination unknown Change my appearance Change my name Leave a cryptic message on your phone I can get as lost as I want Cause only you know where I’ve been Cause baby where you live, is where I live I’ll track you down Wherever you go I’ll come around With flowers, wrapped in red bows Don’t you know, we’re the same, dear Two identical stones So run now wild one See, I don’t wanna know We had a good little run ‘Til we closed down the show No use to place blame here What’s done is done You can go to the ends of the earth I can mine for silver & gold We can work, and work, and work But we can’t fit a square peg in round hole And if come a day, our truth is exposed, it’ll be played by violins Until then, I hope you know Baby where you live, is where I live Baby where you live, is where I live Baby where you live, is where I live
The Wheat Field Looking out across this, this great big field Searching for salvation, shaping my ideals Is it coincidental, that the seeds left unsown? Are left here for the birds or scorched by the burning sun In the field we’re up early, we wake in the dark The ploughman push their diggers, they keep the blades real sharp The blisters that once bled, are now all calaced and old The horses need no motivation, to work in the cold This dirt that I’m turning over The rocks move against the grain Is this divine intervention? Or something man-made Something I made Time stands still here, I call the seasons by the colors When the blue/gray’s show up, know the heavy rains are coming See we sure need the river, but we don’t need it rising And last year’s drought nearly broke us, had us all rain dancing This broken and battered body The pain it just don’t fade Tell me is this purgatory? Something man-made Something I made I’m just doing what I was taught to What I was born to do Like my father and his father to It’s all we ever knew In the heat of the summer, I feel calm and relief I can hear the voices talking, in the tall of the wheat The heavy rains that had me worried, are now just a bad memory Cause these seeds that I sew, are all that matter to me This dirt that I’m turning over The lines cut into my face Is this some kind of miracle Like transcending time and space See, I’m just simple man I haven’t always walked in God’s good grace But, I made this place Something I made
Bad Girlfriend She makes me wanna scream Holler and curse I’m just a footnote in her life But, I wanna be the book, chapter and verse I want a staring role I want a pivotal scene I’ve got more to offer than an extra Yeah, I wanna be her silver screen But, she’s got limitations Piled on to her reservations She’s been known to break, but she refuses to bend She just don’t want this man She makes me wanna run Right into her arms Lose myself in her bad condition And keep me safe from harm She keeps herself at bay Walks on the other side of the street Feels like she’s a thousand miles away When she’s just up the road a piece I’m having trouble with her translation I can’t make out her revelations And I’m all out of flowers to send And she just don’t want me, man My history it just repeats It follows me up and down these streets It’s an all too familiar crime scene The graffiti reads like poetry It’s all knowing, self-predicting, straight to the point But, the truth is missing She’s moving away from me Slipping her hand from my hand Baby, my palms are all dry And I know who I am I’m a romantic junkie A relationship flunky In love, I’ve been a millionaire But with Monopoly money I know I’ve got high expectations So cancel the band, the hall, take down the decorations I learned another lesson, so it was time well spent One day, maybe, I can see my way through to being her friend
I Won’t Give Up Pouring out of every pore Drenchin my skin, flowing like blood Flowing like blood That’s just…my love Big raging river, to a clean waterfall You look a little scared, aint you never been here before Been here before Or did you always watch from the shore Maybe, this thing is bigger than us And maybe it’s easier, to just give up But I won’t give up I won’t give up Good morning baby, tell me where ya been? Have you been stuck inside your head, do you suffer for your sins? Like I do I’m just like you If you feel like runnin off At the first sign of bumps, scrapes, or scuffs (That’s on you) Cause I won’t give up I won’t give up Thought you were made of tougher stuff And I won’t give up That late night drive through The New England fog The car couldn’t go no faster to get to you And fate must be trying to tell us something But I’ve never been one for fate’s interlude Now the stars are aligned Now we’re side by side Maybe, I’m not who you thought I was See I can stumble to; I’m just skin, bones, and blood Sometimes I get lost in a flood Of emotion, pride, & love I know I’ve got the strength to keep going Either two against the world or on my own I won’t give up I hope you’re my last stop I won’t give up


In September 2008, Keith Monacchio, formally of the bands The Commons and The Semibeings officially launched a standalone career. The Long Evening, his first solo record, was released in 2010 to stellar reviews and the album ended up on several year-end “Best of” lists. In 2012, Monacchio released the Tips, Drinks and Gas Money EP to similar acclaim and more year end “Best of” lists and songwriting awards.

His latest offering is called The Dust-Up. Comprised of 10 exciting and intimately composed songs. The Dust-Up is yet another Sean Glonek production that pulls the absolute best out of Monacchio’s very soul. The Dust-Up is some of Monacchio’s best music ever. His working relationship with Glonek is the perfect blend of songwriting craftsmanship and technical prowess. Warm and toned songs such as “Angels on the Horizon”, “Saber-Tooth Tiger” & “The Wheat Field” show the emotionally charged method of Monacchio and his lyrical accomplishments. Monacchio and crew of top-notch players churn across the vast open plains to get the listener to their personal salvation.

Other songs such as the wildly popular “The Bridge”, “Where You Live, I Live” to the confessional “Allenhurst” & “Bad Girlfriend” tear straight across the aural path to find individual power and success and bury themselves right in the heart of the listener.
Another fantastic song packed with excellent arrangements and horns aplenty is “A Little More Time,” a robust and swinging song in the traditional vein of Booker T and The MG’s. Filled with a blues swagger and soul-based feel, Monacchio also covers the bases on acoustic-based numbers as well. Songs such as “Million to One Shot” present Keith as the troubadour he truly is, delivering verse after introspective verse of lyrical prose. Trading harmonica riffs with acoustic guitar magic, Monacchio provides folkie goodness in the traditional style of the masters.

The Dust-Up closes with the track “I Won’t Give Up. A song about unwavering faith in oneself. This record runs the gamut when it comes to musical styles and sounds. From rock-based compositions to alternative sounds and spins on folk and down home blues, Keith and crew weave an extremely addictive tapestry of musical worth.


released September 12, 2016

All songs written by Keith Monacchio
MonacchioMusic / BMI 2016

Produced by Sean Glonek


Guitars, Ukulele, Guitalele & Harmonica – Keith Monacchio
Bass – Jay Walker
Drums – Tom Kale
Pedal Steel – Jerry Steele
Guitars, Synthesizer, Piano & Wizardry – Sean Glonek
Baritone Saxophone – Mark Gallagher
Tenor Saxophone – Ceilidh Madigan
Trumpet – Christopher Tolomeo
Backing Vocals – Sheli Monacchio
Backing Vocals – Melissa Anthony
Piano & Fender Rhoads – Don Ober

* Horn Arrangement on “A Little More Time” by Keith Monacchio, Mark Gallagher & Ceilidh Madigan

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Sean Glonek
at SRG Studios Hamilton, NJ

Art Direction by Johnny Ott at Bitchslap Artwork

This record is dedicated to my son. The brightest light these eyes have ever seen.


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