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Dave Matthews Band: Under the Table and Dreaming

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Label: RCA Records
Released: 1994.04.01
Time:
 62:48
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Steve Lillywhite
Rating: *********. (9/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.davematthewsband.com
Appears with: Boyd Tinsley
Purchase date: 2001.06.30
Price in €: 16,99



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[1] The Best of What's Around (D.Matthews) - 4:17
[2] What Would You Say (D.Matthews) - 3:42
[3] Satellite (D.Matthews) - 4:50
[4] Rhyme & Reason (D.Matthews) - 5:15
[5] Typical Situation (D.Matthews) - 5:59
[6] Dancing Nancies (D.Matthews) - 6:09
[7] Ants Marching (D.Matthews) - 4:31
[8] Lover Lay Down (D.Matthews) - 5:38
[9] Jimi Thing (D.Matthews) - 5:57
[10] Warehouse (D.Matthews) - 7:06
[11] Pay for What You Get (D.Matthews) - 4:33
[12] #34 (D.Matthews/L.Moore/C.Beauford/H.Fullerton) - 4:58

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The Dave Matthews Band:
CARTER BEAUFORD - Percussion, Drums, Vocals
STEFAN LESSARD - Bass
DAVE MATTHEWS - Left Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
LEROI MOORE - Alto, Sorano & Tenor Saxophone, Vocals, Flute
BOYD TINSLEY - Acoustic Violin, Vocals

Special Guests:
TIM REYNOLDS - Acoustic Guitar

Guest Appearance:
JOHN POPPER - Harmonica on [2]
JOHN ALAGIA - Add. Voclas on [2],[6]
MICHAEL MCDONALD - Add. Voclas on [2],[6]
ANDREW PAGE - Add. Voclas on [2],[6], Ass. Engineer
JEFF THOMAS - Add. Voclas on [2],[6]
STEVE FORMAN - Add. Percussion on [5]

STEVE LILYWHITE - Producer
CHRIS DICKIE - Engineer
TOM LORD-ALGE - Mixing
ROY ROMANO - Ass. Mixing
TED JANSEN - Mastering

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1994 CD RCA 66449
1994 CS RCA 6649
1994 CD RCA 66449
1994 CS RCA 66449



On their major-label debut, Under the Table & Dreaming, the Dave Matthews Band is helped by the lean production of Steve Lillywhite, who manages to rein in the group's tendency to meander. The result is a set of eclectic pop/rock is accentuated by bursts of instrumental virtuosity instead of being ruled by it. That also means that the Dave Matthews Band is capable of turning out pop songs, and as the hit single "What Would You Say" and "Ants Marching" illustrate, they have a flair for catchy hooks.

Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



With popcorn acoustic guitars, trampoline fiddles, bumper-car bass lines, and caramel-coated sax, the Dave Matthews Band's major-label debut is like an evening at the fair. "The Best of What's Around" and "What Would You Say" swirl like the amusement-park ride on the album's cover, sweeping the exhilarated and lightheaded listener higher as the ride spins faster. "Satellite" glides breezily like the prettiest horse on the carousel, "Ants Marching" runs around hitting the bell with the sledgehammer and winning the largest stuffed animals at the target-range booths, and "Lover Lay Down" is the quietest moment on the disc--like the sun setting on a baby's sleeping, snow-cone-stained face collapsed on her daddy's shoulder.

Beth Massa, Amazon.com essential recording



Vibrant, broadly accessible adult rock that features soaraway, acoustic-based melodies, intriguing fusion overtones (check the sax/violin interplay on "Dancing Nancies" and "Warehouse") and a vocalist as cool and poised as Sting.

Jeff Bateman, Amazon.com



Bei Neulingen, so die Praxis der Plattenbranche, sollen "große" Namen auf dem Cover erste positive Assoziationen wecken. So auch bei dem gebürtigen Südafrikaner Dave Matthews und seiner Band: Als Produzent agierte Steve Lillywhite, der schon bei U 2, den Talking Heads und den Rolling Stones Regie führte. Unter seinen Fittichen spielen die fünf Newcomer mit Saxophon, Violine und auch mal Mundharmonika eine außergewöhnliche Melange aus Rock, Folk, Jazz und Fusion - da verzeiht man gelegentliche Untiefen und teils sehr dicht gepackte Stilelemente.

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While the buzz on the Dave Matthews Band grows from its reputation as a captivating live act, Under The Table And Dreaming proves the band is capable of making engaging music on record as well. With the help of producer Steve Lillywhite (U2, XTC, Peter Gabriel), DMB fashions a crafty melange of styles defying categor-ization, yet dedicated to the groove. Matthews' voice is an amazing instrument, easily adaptable to the variety of striking melodies and moods created by the top-notch players in his band. It's tough to pick highlights among the 12 tracks here, but the funky "What Would You Say" with Blues Traveller's John Popper guesting on harmonica, the unusual rhythms of "Rhyme & Reason," the melding of saxophone and fiddle on "Ants Marching" and the lilting "Satellite" are the most radio-friendly out of the box.

Jim Caligiuri - Oct 10, 1994
College Media, Inc. - CMJ New Music Report Issue: 398



With popcorn acoustic guitars, trampoline fiddles, bumper-car bass lines, and caramel-coated sax, the Dave Matthews Band's major-label debut is like an evening at the fair. "The Best of What's Around" and "What Would You Say" swirl like the amusement-park ride on the album's cover, sweeping the exhilarated and lightheaded listener higher as the ride spins faster. "Satellite" glides breezily like the prettiest horse on the carousel, "Ants Marching" runs around hitting the bell with the sledgehammer and winning the largest stuffed animals at the target-range booths, and "Lover Lay Down" is the quietest moment on the disc--like the sun setting on a baby's sleeping, snow-cone-stained face collapsed on her daddy's shoulder. Vibrant, broadly accessible adult rock that features soaraway, acoustic-based melodies, intriguing fusion overtones (check the sax/violin interplay on "Dancing Nancies" and "Warehouse") and a vocalist as cool and poised as Sting.

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BEST OF WHAT'S AROUND

Hey my friend
It seems your eyes are troubled
Care to share your times with me
Would you say you're feeling low and so
A good idea would be to get it off your mind

See, you and me
Have a better time than most can dream
Have it better than the best
And so can pull on through
Whatever tears at us
Whatever holds us down
And if nothing can be done
We'll make the best of what's around

Turns out not where but who you're with
That really matters
And hurts not much when you're around

If you hold on tight
To what you think is your thing
You may find you're missing all the rest
She run up into the light surprised
Her arms are open
Her mind's eye is

Seeing things from a
Clearer side than most can dream
On a better road I feel
So you could say she's safe
Whatever tears at her
Whatever holds her down
And if nothing can be done
She'll make the best of what's around

Turns out not where but what you think
That really matters
And hurts not much when you're around


WHAT WOULD YOU SAY

Up and down the puppies' hair
Fleas and ticks jump everywhere
'Cause of original sin

Down the hill fell Jack and Jill
And you came tumbling after
'Cause of original sin

Rip away the tears
Drink a hope for happy years
And you may find
A lifetime's passed you by

What would you say
Don't drop the big one
If you a monkey on a string
Don't cut my life line
If you a doggie on a chain
Don't bite the mailman
What would you say

I was their when the bear
Ate his head, thought it was a candy
Everyone goes in the end

Knock, knock on the door
Who's it for, nobody in here
Look in the mirror my friend

I don't understand at best
I cannot speak for all the rest
But you may find a lifetime's passed you by

Every dog has it's day every day has it's way
Of being forgotten- "Mom it's my birthday"

What would you say
Don't drop the big one
If you a monkey on a string
Don't cut my life line
If you a doggie on a chain
Don't bite the mailman
What would you say


SATELLITE

Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station

Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasen
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, hey satelitte

Satellite headlines read
Someone's secrets you've seen
Eyes and ears have been
Satellite dish in my yard
Tell me more, tell me more
Who's the king of your satellite castle?

Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasen
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, hey satelitte

Rest high above the clouds; no restriction
Television we bounce 'round the world
And while I spend these hours
Five senses reeling
I laugh about the weatherman's satellite eyes

Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station

Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasen
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, hey satelitte

Rest high above the clouds; no restriction
Television we bounce 'round the world
And while I spend these hours
Five senses reeling
I laugh about the world in my satellite eyes


RHYME AND REASON

Oh well oh well so here we stand
But we stand for nothing
My heart calls to me in my sleep
Now can I turn to it
'Cause I'm all locked up in this
Dark place- and I do not know
I'm good as dead
My heart aches- warped and tied up
I need to kill this pain

My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm dead and gone
My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm six feet underground

How long I'm tied up
My mind in knots, my stomach reels
In concern for what I might do or
What I've done
It's got me living in fear
Well I know these voices must
Be my soul
I've had enough
I've had enough
Of being alone
I've got no place to go

My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm dead and gone
My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm six feet underground

In my grave
Lying wired shut and quiet in my grave
Leave me here
Leave it to me to waste here

So young here I am again
Talking to myself
As TV blares
Oh man oh how I wish I didn't smoke
Or drink to reason with my head
But sometimes this thick confusion
Grows until I cannot bear it all
Needle to the vein
Needle to the vein
Take this needle from my vein my friend

My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm dead and gone
My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will
Till I'm six feet underground

In my grave
Lying wired shut and quiet in my grave
Leave me here
Leave it to me to waste here

Reason, my reason
Take my head off this terror
I'm fearing I'll come back
I'll see
My mind's all wiped clean
The needle
Make my great escape
I'll see the cold in time
My head leaves me behind
Let me fade away

I seem caught in time
My head leaves me behind
Body falls cold
And I see Heaven


TYPICAL SITUATION

Ten fingers we have each
Nine planets around the sun repeat
Eight ball is the last if you triumphant be
Seven oceans pummel the shores of the sea

It's a typical situation
In these typical times
Too many choices

Everybody's happy
Everybody's free
We'll keep the big door open
And everyone'll come around
Why are you different
Why are you that way
If you don't step in line
We'll lock you away

Six senses keeping
Five around a sense of self
Four seasons turn on and turn off
I can see three corners from this corner
Two is a perfect number
But one

Everybody's happy
Everybody's free
We'll keep the big door open
And everyone'll come around
Why are you different
Why are you that way
If you don't step in line
We'll lock you away

It's a typical situation
In these typical times
We can't do a thing about it


DANCING NANCIES

Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionare in Bel Air
Could I have been
Lost somewhere in Paris
Could I have been
Your little brother
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone

He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Then I...

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

I am who I am who I am who am I
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
And thrill at it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out
Then I...

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?


ANTS MARCHING

He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanges no time to exchange

When all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weight loss
Programs cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die


LOVER LAY DOWN

Spring sweet rhythm dance in my head
Slip into my lover's hands
Kiss me oh won't you kiss me now
And sleep I would inside your mouth

Don't be us too shy
Knowing it's no big surprise
That I will wait for you
I will wait for no one but you

Look please lover lay down
Spend this time with me
Together share this smile
Lover lay down

Walk with me, walk with you
Hold my hand your hands
So much we have dreamed
And you were so much younger
Hard to explain that we are stronger

A million reasons life to deny
Let's toss them away
See you and me we
Lay down look see
She and he
By my lover's side
Together share this smile
Each other's tears to cry
Together share this smile
Lover lay down

Oh please
Look please lover lay down
Oh please lover lay down
And you weep
Lover lay down
'Cause it's over
Lover lay down
Say lover, say lover, say lover, say lover, say lover
Could I love you
Could you love me, could you love me, could you love me, could you love me?
Darling it's
All the same, all the same, all the same, all the same
Till we dance away, till we dance away, till we dance away, till we dance away
Chasing me all around
Leading me all around
Leading me all around in circles
Leading me all around in circles
Say...


JIMI THING

Lately I've been feeling low
A remedy is what I'm seeking
Take a taste of what's below
Come away to something better
What I want is what I've not got
But what I need is all around me
Reaching searching never stop
And I'll say

If you could keep me floating just for a while
Till I get to the end of this tunnel called...mummy
If you could keep me floating just for a while
I'll get back to you

Take a Jimi thing
Just to keep me swingin'
I'd like to show you what's inside
I shouldn't care if you don't like it
Brother chaos rules all about
Sometimes I walk there
Sometimes, God knows, I take a bus there
I shouldn't care, I shouldn't care bereaved as
I'm feeling

Day is gone I'm on my way back
Staring up at the cieling
I take a drink sit back relax
Smoke my mind makes me feel
Better for a short time
What I want is what I've not got
What I need is all around me
Reaching searching never stop
And I'll say

If you could keep me floating just for a while
Till I get to the end of this tunnel called...Jimi
If you could keep me floating just for a while
I'll get back to you


WAREHOUSE

So I'm leaving
This warehouse frightens me
Had me tied up in knots
Can't rest for a moment

Soon I'm going...
I'm slipping slow away
Hoping to find something better than
I've got inside here
And the warehouse slips away

Hey reckless mind
Don't throw away your playful beginning
You and I will fumble around in the touches
And be sure to

Leave all the lights on
So we can see the black cat changing colors
And we can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide turns you around and around

Hey we have found
Becoming one in a million
Slip into the crowd
This question I found in the gap in the sidewalk

Keep all your sights on
The black cat changing colors
We can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide choose to turn you

And here I sit
Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistic bit
And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away

This I admit
Taste so good, hard to believe an end to it
Smell touch feel
How couls this rhythm ever quit
Bags packed on a plane
Hopefully to heaven

Shut up I'm thinking
I had a clue now it's gone forever
Sitting over these bones
You can read in whatever you're needing to
Keep all your sights on
The big black cat that's
Changing colors

It's not the colors that matter
But that they'll all fade away

This I admit
Seems so full
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
Walls and halls have disappeared, they've disappeared

My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here

In a corner was wondering...
If a change could be better than this
And then I worry
Maybe things won't be better than they have been here
Here in the warehouse

At the warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the warehouse
Every man and woman get alive

That's our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
But trickle into the ground
Leaves the warehouse bare and empty

My heart's numbered beat
Still echo in this empty room
Fear wells in me
But nothing seems enough to defend
So I am going away


PAY FOR WHAT YOU GET

Work ourselves, fngers to the bone
Suck the marrow, drain my soul
Fingers to the bone
Pay your dues, and you debts
Pay your respects, everybody tells you
You pay for what you get
You pay for what you get

Everybody asks me how she's doin'
Has she really lost her mind?
I said, I couldn't tell you
I've lost mine

WOrds, words, words, have you heard
A bird in hand is much better than,
Any number free to wander
Fly away...stay
You pay for what you get
You pay for what you get

Everybody asks me how she's doing
Is she really all she says...
Everybody asks me how she's doing
Since she went away
I said I couldn't tell you
I'm OK I'm OK (I'm OK)

Surprise, surprise
You pay for what you get
You pay for what you get

Everybody asks me how she's doing
Has she really lost her...
Everybody asks me how she's doing
Since she went away
I said I couldn't tell you
I'm OK I'm OK I'm OK (How are you?)

Pay for what you get
Pay for what you get...oh...
Pay for what you get
Pay for what you get...oh...
Oh...


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