![]() Then there’s the duo’s amorous reverence for the folk tradition, which to them mandates reinventing-not coddling-the classics Mike’s arrangement of “I’m Going to Get My Baby Out of Jail” overflows with dirty Neil Young guitars. There’s the obvious tier of the couple’s love for each other: the near whisper of guitarist/banjoist Mike’s “All the Time” or Ruthy’s vocal caressing of the Velvet Underground’s “I’ll Be Your Mirror,” which almost makes us blush and find somewhere else to be. This disc is a 40-minute expression of love, one that works on several levels. Be elated they did: This simply beautiful, organically crafted (and well-titled) session references the Mammals’ neo-string band tack and folk roots (fiddler and guitarist Ruthy is the daughter of famed fiddler Jay Ungar) and also brings a trough of more contemporary influences (brilliant covers of Tom Waits, Etta James, Bob Dylan, even Hella’s Aaron Ross). After receiving the wedding gift of recording time from producer Jose Ayerve, the young couple opted to spend their postnuptials at home in West Hurley making their first album as a duo. Not the Mammals’ Michael and Ruth Ungar Merenda. When most newlyweds take their honeymoons, they jet off to some sunny, all-inclusive resort in the Caribbean. We are grateful to have such thoughtful and talented friends.ĬD Review: Mike & Ruthy, The Honeymoon Agenda The recording of this collection of mostly-love-songs was inspired by our friend and producer, José Ayerve, who offered to record our first duo record for us as a wedding present. Than the food scientist at the fast food stand I’d rather get my food from the farmers hand ![]() I’m a little, little fish in a great big sea She is pharmaceutical but hey, that's okayĪt least not here in the home of the free That's why I asked her to stay she said "That's something I thought you would never say" She says life is a highway it's a wide open highway and you're traffic if you don't change lanes On her head is a crown she moves me with pain I am stuck on her like a stain Me and Jane we turn in the same way we turn in the same way we came I've been sad but it's only self pity / sorrow Oh, but I, I am carnal and this will all come and pass tomorrow That fewer and fewer lists I believe in and some say it dies with the flow The street smells like semen the air is a demon and it's making a firey blowĪnd I smell tobacco it's curlin' and streamin' I'm dreamin' I'm dreamin I didn't know Oh he once was free but now he's just like me Oh, but he would not heed he must have had something up his sleeve He said, "If I were Hemmingway I'd write." ![]() The rich and the poor they are one and the same they are one and the same with timeĪnd the business men are humping the neon signs they are humping neon signs with delightĪnd I said to my friend, "Have you ever seen such a thing?" She's been high but she's not the only one Well, the queen starts to hum, says, "Put my poison in my rum." We sit in the shadows we are teasin' the fire we are teasin' the fire and the lightĪnd the king and the queen are parading around as if they own the nightĪnd I exclaim "I could never be the same, I never could be fake if I tried!" Oh but I am undone that's why I asked her not to come She wears her hair in a bow I know her intensions are rightĪnd her highest goal at least as I'm told it pertains to theory of flight Me and Jane are one and the same we are one and the same tonight I sure feel strange, but I sure feel goodĮverything about me seems to have changed Something's got a hold on me that won't let go I get a feeling that I never, never had before
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