I Had a Dream with Sharp Teeth

The Jungle - Single

The Jungle

Mike Vitale

We've Been Down This Road Before

In the Middle of You

This song is a tip of the hat to the great cowboy country writers of the 1950’s, to Mark Twain (quite possibly one of the funniest people I have ever read), and to the end of a long pandemic—finally being able to appreciate the fact that I can tour again, and to count the many blessings of good health and the freedom to roam that which has never been explored by me. I am so very lucky. We are all so very lucky to live in such a beautiful country full of natural splendor.

Thank you to my friends who worked on this with me:

Coyote
words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale

Vocals, Background Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Upright Bass, Wood Blocks - Mike Vitale
Drums - Evan Stone
Background Vocals - Anastasia Flionis

Produced by Mike Vitale
Engineered by Mike Vitale, Evan Stone and Anastasia Flionis
Mixed by Ryan Lipman
Mastered by Mark Alan Miller

Coyote

Mississippi Life

Sugar

Silver Lining

No Vacancy
words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale

dancing with a lover on a dead end street
stepping on toes with my two left feet
I fell asleep under a vacancy sign
the "no" was burned out, but then she changed the lights

a foggy walk alone on a new moon night
she disappeared all together when I closed my eyes
the street lights flicker on and off, on and off, on and off like her emotion
until I find I'm off the deep end of an abstract notion

I forgot the melody a caged bird sings
the door's wide open but I've got clipped wings
the seed went sour in the dying light
so I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry

the quick hide hid under a broken nail
the Essex split in two over an angry whale
there were rumors of cannibals living on the Island nearby
so the survivors took the opposite course and ate each other when the truth was in short supply

I forgot the melody a caged bird sings
the door's wide open but I've got clipped wings
the seed went sour in the dying light
so I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry

parallel lines in the wilderness
train tracks broken by a small recess
and as the casualties are listed by a talking head
she limits the emotion behind words she read

I forgot the melody a caged bird sings
the door's wide open but I've got clipped wings
the seed went sour in the dying light
so I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry

I forgot the melody a caged bird sings
the door's wide open but I've got clipped wings
the seed went sour in the dying light
so I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry


No Vacancy (demo)

Michael Patrick Vitale - Vocals and Guitar
Tom Bremer - Guitar

Written, Recorded, and Mixed by Michael Patrick Vitale, in his bedroom.

Gone (live from my bedroom)

Vocals and Electric Guitar:  Mike Vitale
Drums:  Frank Reina
Electric Bass:  Brad Cummings
Electric Guitar:  Tom Bremer

words and music by: Michael Patrick Vitale

Recorded by Frank Reina and Mike Vitale at Studio 333
Filmed by Damian Apunte with 4th Street Productions
mixed by: Ryan Lipman
mastered:  Ryan Lipman

FOOL FOR YOU
Music and Lyrics by Michael Patrick Vitale

the touch of your skin against mine 
was flawless and supine 
as I read your story in braille

my resolve was as frail 
as that tall tale that lingered from my tongue
now I'm all twisted up
like a towel that's been wrung 

maybe it's the conversation we had in bed
maybe i just want to see your eyes roll back in your head
maybe you're a drag from a stranger's cigarette
but once i've got you on my lips 
you're hard to forget

and now that you've got me where you want
you're moving from hot to cool
and now that you've got me where you want
woman, i'm a fool for you

feeling your chest heave 
as you're lying there asleep
now I'm bating every breath 
so that the moment isn't cheap

are you resolved to entail 
a large sail to guide me away
on some nautical course 
that perhaps I'd rather stay

maybe you're just playing hard to get
or perhaps you just want me to forget
maybe I'm a marionette on strings
trying to measure your depth beyond anatomy

and now that you've got me where you want
you're moving from hot to cool
and now that you've got me where you want
woman, i'm a fool for you

and now that you've got me where you want
you're moving from hot to cool
and now that you've got me where you want
woman, i'm a fool for you

Fool For You (Live at Studio 333)

Sept 18th 2022

Fool For You (Live At Studio 333)

Desert Dogs

Dandelion Seeds

Mess It Up

Drunk on Your Mystique
words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale

Near those unfamiliar waters
I heard the song of passing ships
Was that an estuary harbor?
It was shaped just like the contour of your hips

An incantation settled softly under reverie and quips
The poetry in a beauty mark written beneath your lips
A single spot of punctuation however soft and brief
In a whisper
Sipping on a fantasy while I'm drunk on your mystique

Am I governed by a trade wind?
Or nudged along by changing tides?
It's the ebb and flow towards harbor
That penetrates the shore of your generous divide

An incantation settled softly under reverie and quips
The poetry in a beauty mark written beneath your lips
A single spot of punctuation however soft and brief
In a whisper
Sipping on a fantasy while I'm drunk on your mystique

An incantation settled softly under reverie and quips
The poetry in a beauty mark written beneath your lips
A single spot of punctuation however soft and brief
In a whisper
Sipping on a fantasy while I'm drunk on your mystique

Unreleased

Drunk on Your Mystique

Mark Twain
words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale

your voyage towards the outer rim of cold and harshest flight 
but back around again you turn to gem of florid white 
Halley's tail spun bewitching pose to admire from the ground 
or better yet you near to me as you make your sunlit round 

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone 
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone 
a divine spark and the emergence of light 
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right 
perfect and right 

silence looms amongst the cold alone in black and night 
so I exhaust myself to bring you all my energy and light 
my lambent draw at distance tugs you closer for reprise 
the beginnings of our universe reflecting in your misty eyes 

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone 
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone 
a divine spark and the emergence of light 
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right 
perfect and right 

the mass of love that draws you closer to my warming light 
melts your inner being to release you from your flight 
the gift you share with spectators standing on our earth 
can watch our loving embrace and our universal birth 

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone 
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone 
a divine spark and the emergence of light 
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right 
perfect and right

Mark Twain

Mike Vitale is a Singer-Songwriter based out of Los Angeles, CA.  If you are interested in learning more about him, visit his website at www.mikevitalemusic.com.

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