Stock Music track: Throw Some Bacon On It

Fun funk rock number with Tower of Power, James Brown style horn section (trumpet, trombone, alto sax, tenor sax) and stellar Hammond B3 organ work. Clever lyric creates a metaphor from bacon. Driving rhythm section (funky electric guitar, drums, and slapping bass). Blistering lead guitar solo with wah-wah peddle.

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Track ID number: 10106
Genres: Vocal Jazz music - royalty free jazz with vocals -- Jazz: General & faster jazz -- Urban styles: Funk / Nu-Funk
Moods/Emotions: Excited / Enthusiastic / Energetic -- Busy / Active / Bustling -- Cool / Funky / Strutting
Suggested Production Types: Comedy / Sitcom / Dramedy -- Historical / Retro: 1970's -- Historical / Retro: 1960's -- Lounge / Cafe / Lobby / Bar -- Party / Dancing / Fun times -- Style / Fashion / Make-up
Prominent Instruments: Bass (Electric) -- Brass section / Horns -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Organ -- Trumpet -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics
Keywords / Hints: fusion, jazz funk, jazzfunk, funky jazz, vocal funk, big band
Tempo feel: Slow -- Medium
Tempo Beats Per Minute: 90
Artist: Buddy Moncrief
Composer: Buddy Moncrief (BMI)
Publisher: Acoustic SwaneeLand (BMI)
SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): Buddy Moncrief
PRO / Non-PRO Track? PRO (What's this?)
WAV file bit depth: CD-quality / 16-bit (What's this?)
Stem files available for this track: No
Lyrics: When you feel like a drop in the deep blue sea
Just a number in infinity
When the waitress treats you insignificantly
Take a stand man; tell her, tell her, tell her to

Throw some bacon on it
With cheese
Get some bacon on it
If you please
With some bacon on it
Everything will be fine
Everything will be fine

Well the caveman dreamed of a better way
To coax a little flavor out of his bloody raw prey
He built a fire one night to keep the sabretooth at bay
A chunk of wild boar fell into the fire and

We had bacon
And thus began civilization
With bacon
And they taught the little cave-children
About bacon
And it was fine

No sense in waiting on a miracle
Get to frying it up, frying it up
Frying it up if it's dull

Well my doctor he disagreed vehemently
Said he put some flowers on my grave for me
Well doc, living healthy ain't all it's cracked up to be
Take a stand man; tell him, tell him, tell him to

Throw some bacon on it
Get some bacon it
Get some bacon on it
And everything will be fine

Get some bacon on it
Throw some bacon on it
Get some bacon on it
Throw some bacon on it
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About the Artist
Buddy Moncrief Buddy Moncrief

Somewhere out on New Route 66, about 50 miles west of Sinatra and 75 miles east of Tom Waits, Swanson struts his swingin' and singin'. He loves Dave Frishberg songs and Johnny Walker in a tumbler. He'd like to hear Kurt Elling cover Stone Temple Pilots. Lonnie Johnson is God.

On his latest full-length release "We Can't Party Like We Used To" (2009 Acoustic SwaneeLand), Swanson pounds out 12 original vocal jazz cuts with a cool retro vibe. His bluesy vocals and tasty guitar licks remind of crooners past and present - Sinatra, Cole, John Pizzarelli come to mind - but his clever songwriting has a leaner, edgier feel to it that puts him squarely in the current century.