Man vs. Bear

by D. Bess

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Man vs. Bear is the first D. Bess solo album since his departure from the band Public Property. A mixture of reggae, ska, blues, hip-hop and dance music, the album is a melting pot of styles and themes.

The album features 13 songs and 5 sketches. The songs were all written and produced by D. Bess and feature him on all instrumentation and vocals except for the track "Oh Carolina", which features reggae legend Toots Hibbert trading vocals with D. Bess.

The album was recorded over at Minstrel Studios in Iowa City, IA between April 2010 - January 2012. Toots' vocals were recorded at Anchor Studios in Kingston, Jamaica.

The album was recorded and engineered by John Svec at Minstrel Recordings and was edited and mixed by D. Bess.

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released April 1, 2012

All songs written and performed by D. Bess

All instrumentation performed by D. Bess
All vocals performed by D. Bess except for Toots Hibbert's vocals on the track "Oh Carolina"

Engineered and recorded by John Svec at Minstrel Studios
in Iowa City, IA

Produced, edited and mixed by D. Bess

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D. Bess Chicago, Illinois

D. Bess is a one-man-band who loops all his licks live: reggae/ska/blues-hop and roll. Using a cajon, percussion, guitar, bass and harmonizing his vocals, he builds and records layers of instrumentation to create the sound of a one-man-band.

He released his first album as D. Bess in April of 2012. The album, Man vs. Bear, features reggae legend and icon Toots Hibbert on the track "Oh Carolina".
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Track Name: You Got Me Walkin
I woulda thanked you if it didn’t hurt so bad
Cause I got new shoes and woman they ain’t made a glass
Foot stompin, kickin up dust and trouble
Bang your soles to the floor if ya hear me my brothers
Well alright it’s time, shower, shave and shine
Fresh denim, belt leather and these blues shoes tied
Kick the door, lock the bolt, down the stairs and fly
Whoo-eee, look at the scene, it’s good to be alive

2nd Verse:
I bought a shotgun yesterday and pawned the ring
I’m gonna blow up, blow up all them spots I sing
And I’ll be tusslin, burnin up the carpet with hussies
Corn-fed, you damn straight we goin make a ruckus
Rusty’s records always make for easy wreckin
Put the needle to the groove for your listenin pleasure
Turn it up, bump it loud, and bang that honey sound
From the princess to the pauper to the hind to the cow

3rd Verse:
Woke up this morning, found your bodyprint on my bed
Heard some children, ha, I heard them whisperin
Crept the kitchen, ooh girl what did I see?
Hands in the cookie jar, you know that ain’t too cool with me
Looks like daddy caught momma out on a run
You best keep runnin, cause baby there will surely be blood
Lay low fo sho, and run right out the door
I’m goin downtown and Daddy’s gonna break a horse
It ain’t no secret and I ain’t been tellin no lies
but I got new shoes and I’m goin walk my life alive
Track Name: Welcome to the Future
Everything new is up inside the sun
And when a little baby born, you know he needs some grub
Said the world is revolving, no matter which way you want it
Call it heads or tails it’s pretty much the same story
From the time of Job back to them dinosaurs
You know the struggle for survival is the core of the world
And I could paint a pretty picture about our DNA
But the fact of the matter is that we’re pieces of cake
Or maybe you’re not, maybe you’re blessed by God
To cross the ocean and the earth to teach us all the law
But if you don’t even believe in this old world that you breathe
Then how could you believe in what you ain’t even dreamed?

2nd Verse:
It takes a thousand years to make a human being hear
The sound of the wind blowin through the ears
Everything is distorted, it’s beautiful and important
So shine your new shoes baby toss em out when they bore ya
The bones behind the glass, man, they won’t ever know of
These opposable thumbs shootin guns at old stories
So my new testament to all this excrement
Is that nothin’s bout shit but just payin the rent
If nobody reads or only reads what they feed
Man you best believe the devil has been dishin disease
But don’t listen to me or anyone with a dream
Cause the only thing that’s real is just what you believe

3rd Verse:
Smoke and mirrors everywhere I go, cause everything is for sale and everything is a joke
And if it ain’t I’ll bet you find deep underneath that it is
Cause everyone today is chasin Benjamins
But that’s okay, you gotta get yours, I gotta get mine
Your hero on stage, you know he’s probably lyin
Or maybe she ain’t, maybe your hero’s a saint
But no matter what the truth is, man you still gotta pay
So do I, so do we, it’s all part of the tree
And it keeps on growin from invisible seed
Tomorrow’s guns will shoot today’s fresh fruit
Put your money on computers you got nothin to loose
Track Name: Oh Carolina featuring Toots Hibbert
Well they been sayin that I’m a sinner
And that I’m never gonna be no bread winner
I ain’t sayin that I’m a saint, all I’m sayin that I like her face
Cause yesterday I liked to play, but today I’d like to set this record straight
Well sometimes you got to take a chance
Oh Carolina may I have this dance

2nd Verse: My heart, well it’s a fruit, and it’s ripe honey just for you
So take a taste of who I am, cause one day I will be gone and dead yes
Well yeseterday I jumped around, but today I see it different somehow
Cause you’re a peach and I’m so dumb
I’m so found and I’m struck and I’m so in love
Track Name: American Dreamin
You think the dudes on Wall St. give a buck about you? They could care less about who they screw
And most politicians are right there with em, smoke-screenin the country on national television
It’s easy to lie and make it sound right, it’s done again and again and people still buy it
Gettin high on propaganda, mass hysteria, paranoid schizophrenia is the condition of America
Welcome to the land where the cash is king, sex is queen, race still divides and the gun is supreme
Leader, commander in chiefin, smokin out the dreamin peace keepers with a handful of deal wheelers
Gun dealers run free, but illegal is the green
And everyone knows the drug war’s a disease, man, you wanna pay taxes: legalize weed!

2nd Verse: When times get rough, quit your bitchin, get tough, get creative and display it, make a team, make a statement
Build a business in your basement, believe in your greatness, when others lose hope in you, find it and replace it
With hard work, determination, blood, sweat and tears, hours and hours and days and weeks and months and years
Time is nothin but a frame for the portrait of our days, so let me display the ways in which a man can paint a great
Life and livin, use your own intuition, have respect for your neighbors and a love for your children
Please and thank you, basic human understandin, communication is key if we wanna lift the ground up
With an eye on the future, an ear to the now, always lookin forward, never lookin down
This is rock-star-dreamin of a life at peace, in another ten 10 years tell me where will we be?

3rd Verse:

In a nation in lust with the gun, here comes the smoke from the fire of love
I love your beautiful face, all mix of races, the music of the life and the language that we’re making
Beautiful amazing graces, innovators, creators, sublime inspirations
Cities of joy and cities of sorrow, cities of sin and cities of tomorrow
Shinin constellations all across the nation, united by the road that’s free
Amazing places, spiritually spacious, triumphant and brazen, full of changes, this place we make it
From the plains to the coasts, the Rockies to the Gulf, the lakes to the north
East, Southwest, and yes: Midwest is still best in the underground blessed
Track Name: Red Rocks
Oh oh Joanna
I’d never feed ya bananas
Let’s take a week for Red Rocks and whiskey
And have the good times we both have been missin

1st verse:

See a diamond in the bright June night
Colorado front range on fire
Liquor tongues try and trip my aim
But this star always cuts the screen
7-figure-couples paint the town
Dressin fancy, throwin money round
But you and I, we’re high on a shoestring
Takin rides and flyin on a freebee yeah

CHORUS:

Oh oh Joanna
I’d never feed ya bananas
Let’s take a week for Red Rocks and whiskey
And have the good times we both have been missin

2nd Verse:

Oh what a mean old man winter has been
It’s time to step outside and feel again
Over the valley and deep in the canyon
Is where you’ll find me and my dancin: sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
Sunshine, star-shine, sunshine, starshine

We crashin floors when the heat is down
Ain’t no trouble, we got friends around
Cause all my boys and all my girls they know
What it’s like to be away from home
Takin showers in a mountain creek
Gunny River wash away the sleep
Skip the tips and go grocery shop
Eat a picnic on a mountaintop

3rd Verse:

Well all is here and I’m goin leave it there
In fact today I got no underwear
Woke up this mornin, the sky was a cathedral
Flingin frisbees and catchin em is Leo
Jumpin waterfalls and sinkin deep
Sippin hops with a touch of green
After sunset and down in the city
At Quixote’s, well that’s where you’ll see me, yeah
Track Name: Wow! Pow!
Son sailed across the great ocean soup, to find some work in the red, white blue
From south Sudan, ya know he left his family, drivin taxis just to make them happy
Another brother from Senegal crossed the waters to north Milan
Sellin CDs, hustlin hashish, sellin anything to keep advancing
A Chinese sister left her picture, New York City’s where she picked up
Cookin food then go to night school, brick by brick build a brand new
Home is in your head like Marley said: Rasta, Buddhist, Christian, voodoo, Muslim, Hindu, good God who knew how’d they sail to Honolulu?

CHORUS:

Wow! Pow! no matter what you say, I’m gonna live my life my way
Wow! Pow! no matter what you do, gonna find my way, gonna get my food

BREAK:

Son sailed the ocean blues
Bones dancing in the soup/Fire biting at the night
Hunger blazing through the sky

2nd Verse:

I met Akhtar from Ramallah, said he fled and he saved his dollars
Brought his wife and his childen too, even a brother and his cousins who
Together raised and built a family, integrated in the social fabric
Never static, always active, brand new life amid these foreign standards
Daughter raised, she fell in love with Jane, the Cuban girl who came from east LA
Sacrilege to thy name, they blushed in shame at the strange, new changes
Some battles won, some battles lost, and with some time yes the healing started
Life went on and people saw what truly mattered was the love

3rd Verse:

One thing I know is you gotta be free or the whole wide world is a washing machine
Disinfectin dirty laundry, you ain’t dirty you’re a comet
Burning bright like flash a lightning, shooting stars across the skyscene
Everything is so insane see I can’t wrap my head around these
Places, people, Mogadishu, North Korea, free the people
All across the world we see it, guns for money, hunger, freedom
Shanty towns by mega-mansions, education is the answer
The more you know, the more you gather, information kills the cancer
Track Name: Fishin
Well I been fishin all day long
But my pole, man, don’t get no touch
I been sittin in the sun
Been swappin flies, yes, and chewin gum
Well there’s just babies up in this pond
And this poor pond is much too small
Well my sinker, it keeps on sinkin
And my thoughts lord yes they start to thinkin

2nd Verse:

There’s just minnows, bottom feeders
Pan fish, lord there ain’t no keepers
I been workin this water deeply
But lately lord I can’t believe it
I’m gonna grab my cooler and my tackle
I’m gonna grab my things, I’m gonna pack up
I’m gonna walk off yes this lonely dock
I’m gonna find me a bigger pond

BREAK:

Hey, step back, I got a bass attack

3rd Verse:

One day I fell head over heels
A catch so big, had to swim for my reel
I caught on up, it was a beauty
It got away, and now I got no – booty!
Well ain’t that the way, come on home tellin these tall tales
Crack a beer, remember clearly
How she fought and left me with no feelin
I been fishin and fishin, fishin but there just ain’t no
Fishin and fishin, fishin but there ain’t no

END:

I been fishin a fishin a fish, fishin a fishin a fish, fishin a fishin a fish, fishin a fish
Track Name: One More Song
I never hear nothin good on radio, she said
I never see nothin good on TV shows, he sweared
I never feel nothin good about this town, well oh well
But maybe they never felt like listenin’ round

Cause there is music in the light and music in this breeze
Music underground and there is music up my sleeve
Music in the stars and music in the dark
Music for the bank and there is music for the art

CHORUS:
One more song, one more song
One more song, there’s always one more song

2nd Verse:

I never read nothing good up in these rags, he said
All the good ones are gone and dead, she sweared
And all the new news just brings me down, well oh well
But maybe they never felt like listenin’ round

Cause there is music in the sky and music in these waves
Music for tonight and there is music for today
Music for this life, yes, and music for these times
Music for the lost and there is music for the light

3rd Verse:

They don’t make ‘em like they used to, he said
And kids these days they’re just used to easy
Easy livin and gettin quick fixes
As if youth is a problem of a system
And why don’t I see the heroes rise these days?
And why do I hear that the talent’s all gone stale?
And who and why and when and what is the where?
Man, you better check your head for ears
Track Name: When Lilacs Last
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d
And the great star early droop’d
In the western sky, in the night
I thought of all us in one light
Ever-returning spring
Trinity sure to me you bring
Lilac blooming perennial
And thought of all us in one world

CHORUS:

I just see one body dancing

2nd Verse:

The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul
I sing the body electric
I sing the body electric

3rd Verse:

Of physiology from top to toe I sing
Not physiology alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse
Every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, and this air
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, yes, and their parents the same
Track Name: Rigmarole
They’re sellin grilled cheese, following the String Cheese
Incidentally O.D.ing on some Mollies and bad E
Straight to emergency infirmary, I.V. to the arteries When the heart stops, then beats back with a jump shock

I don’t recommend that you indulge in this fracas
But if you must ask, I suggest hold onto some plastic
At the imagination station where they play with your cranium
And the brain drain begins to flood the main stage’s stadium

Freakin out acid business, thunderstorms, in mud I’m trippin
Bikini babies, sex with strangers, lollypops, fountain bathing
Pupils crazy, gettin wasted, some much garbage, defecation
I’m throwin up the mornin sun, into my tent the music comes

CHORUS:

I don’t wanna die in your arms tonight
Been rockin this road all my life
And I ain’t gettin high to say goodbye
Rigmarole peace out till next time

2nd Verse:

My neighbors: wanna-be-rastas who even spoke in the patois
Doin coke with the fratboys who came from corporate Chicago
Yoga freaks, crank tweakers, groups of groupies, V.I.P.-ers
The LMNOPs of psilocybin mushroom tea

Whoo-wee, it’s hot, I need some water and coffee
I need a five dollar shower, a burrito, I’m starving
I need a nap, I take that back, slap me when I talk crack
I need to get my face melted by my favorite band, hell yeah

Hula hoops, jugglin fools, spinnin lights, beer and booze
Summer clowns gather round the music circus is in town
Blowin glass, grass, hash, threads of hemp, merch and cash
Porta potties overflowing, goddamn who’s poopin on the floor here?

3rd Verse:

Should I try it? I don’t know, I’ve never done it before
They say its clean and legit, my friend can vouch for this hit
Well alright goodbye, sorry momma I’m high
On the rigmarole, I’m getting outta my skull

Spun and flown to the crowd with the glow
Sticks and stones, bones dancin up dust in the bowl
Five thousand or more, the bass is shakin the road
Would you please hold my hand in this rigamarole?

Watch yourself shake it loose, moderation’s the rule
Don’t play with fire when you’re soaked with 151 proof
Cause it’s all fun and games till the cops flash the blues
And the red cross is you at the emergency room
Track Name: 45 Ride
CHORUS:

45 ride is the way to style

1st Verse:

Some people can’t find no piece of peace
They always searchin but they never are pleased
They’re lookin for smiles in a bottle of pills
But we all got a crutch, yes, and that’s for real

But if ya live your life just like a mouse
You’re stealin that cheese and you hide in the house
Well you might miss yes the very best bliss
It’s as simple as a hug and a kiss

2nd Verse:

Every day there’s somethin new on the ground
That’s blockin our ears and it’s blockin the sound
Of what is good and what is real
Ya gotta look back just to know your wheels
Cause all these gadgets will make ya mad
You’re happy one day but then the next you’re red
Tomorrow will surely bring somethin fast to fly
That’s why 45 Ride is my way to style

3rd Verse:

Don’t spend your days just countin down the hours
Don’t spend your time countin wrinkles in the frowns
Don’t spend your life countin changes in the crowd
Cause it’s only your life for a little while

Well you might say: man, well what ya mean? that 45 Ride is the way to be
But if ya put a record upon the needle, well then you’d see how to drive this wheel
Cause it don’t take much to make a smile
Ya gotta read your past just to write that next mile
Tomorrow will surely bring somethin fast to fly
That’s why 45 Ride is the way to style
Track Name: Fly Away
One day at a time in this wildlife, we slow down and time just flies
Gettin older but feelin more free, I need to take a minute to look over these wings
The summertime of ’99, fresh out of high school then go to school high
Wrong or right, it was our time to fly, where were you when the two towers died?

South Governor, 601, those were the days we were green in love
So much joy, so many tears, all those nights slow-burned into years
But we made it clearly through the smoky dreamin, now it’s seemin we we’re alright bein
Just kids in millennium, lookin at the fire that was destined to come

CHORUS:

One day at a time
This is how we fly
This is how we fly away

2nd Verse:

Fast-forward, rewind, re-time the days of our lives recorded in the mind
Realize who you thought I was is not who you thought you are, now is it, God?
Love, sex, relationships, the mending and the breaking of the heart in tics
And talks, summer walks to fall to white to death then life again

Walls are built, doors closed, bridges and friends are burned for goals
And for what? For money? For self-love? Whatever seemed important today is a puzzle
Like why’d you do that, man? Once you attack we can never go back
We used to be friends but the tale does tell: actions are deeper than notches on a belt

3rd Verse:

Dirty thirty but it still feels early, bright brand new like a baby learnin
For what are we if not always burning, hungry for answers, desirous, thirsty?
A mommy, a daddy, an uncle, an auntie, here come the kids here come the families
Grandkids, birthday candles, beautiful gifts, Halloween, Santa

Pauses, reflections on who is the flesh, the blood and the heart that pumps in the chest
What is my fate and what do I make? What is a choice, what is destined to fail?
Nothin, unless ya give up on lovin, family first for sure it’s worse
To have no dream than a dream that falls, just pick it back up and put it in your pocket

END:

It’s one day in the life
One more day till we fly away
One more day till tomorrow
One more day till we fly away
Track Name: S. Berlusconi Loves Him Some Teenagers
LYRICS OF SOME SORT:

Porca miseria

BERLUSCONI:

Una bella ragazza
Una bella ragazza

CHORUS:

S. Berluconi loves him some teenagers
S. Berlusconi lovin him some teenagers

BERLUSCONI:

Io sono gay superman
Io sono superman che gay
Io sono gay

BUNGA! BUNGA!

BERLUSCONI:

E’ giovane, e’ bello e anche abbronzato
Una bella ragazza
E’ giovane, e’ bello e anche abbronzato
Io sono gay superman

CHORUS

D. Bess as BERLUSCONI:

Mi piace vino, pasta e figaaaaaaaaa!

BERLUSCONI & GEORGE W. BUSH at PRESS CONFERENCE

CHORUS

D. Bess as BERLUSCONI:

Culona inchiavabile
Angela Merkel, culona inchiavabile
Culona inchiavabile
Bunga bunga!
Angela Merkel, culona inchiavabile

CHORUS

BUNGA! BUNGA!

BERLUSCONI:

Coglioni...................

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