Parlez​-​Vous Français? (Deluxe 20th Anniversary Edition)

by Willie Wisely

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"Parlez-Vous" was the first glimpse into a more Beatlesque point of view for the Trio. A wild stylistic ride with glimpses of Zeppelin, Tom Waits and Jobim in equal measure, earning Wisely the Minnesota Music Academy’s “Songwriter of the Year” award.

For this 20th Anniversary album we've burrowed into the archives and have found 7 unreleased demos and alternate takes from the 1993 sessions. Of note, we found a lot of tracks that had been muted in the mixes that in retrospect were totally cool. Those who loved the album back then will dig all the extra original touches.

Lot's of crazy, earthy music, recorded to 2" tape and 4-track cassette, at an analog recording studio, without click tracks or tuning. Truly a lost gem, long overdue for a redux, never before heard with all its missing parts!

Mixing is almost complete for the big release. But until then download this little teaser "No Surprise [re-imagined]", and imagine how good the whole album's gonna sound!

From the album "Parlez-Vous Français? (Deluxe 20th Anniversary Edition) remixed & remastered, available direct from the artist in CD, mp3, FLAC or Apple Lossless format at Bandcamp » williewisely.bandcamp.com/album/parlez-vous-fran-ais-deluxe-20th-anniversary-edition » Also available at iTunes, Amazon, Spotify and more.

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released November 28, 2014

Willie Wisely: guitar, vocals, piano
Greg Wold: Trombone
Peter Anderson: drums
James Voss: upright bass
Produced & written by Willie Wisely

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Willie Wisely Los Angeles, California

Willie Wisely released his first full-length album in 1992, touring the US and Japan ever since, building a following for his evocative pop. He is a songwriter’s songwriter, often compared with Elliot Smith, Ron Sexsmith and Paul McCartney. His latest CD marks the 18-year reunion of his Minneapolis-based group the Willie Wisely Trio, road warriors noted for their circusy, jazz-anti-jazz aesthetic. ... more

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Track Name: Dinkytown (20th Anniversary)
When in Dinkytown
Sip a cup of joe
Open up my books
But I’m staring at the girls
I’ve got time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind

When in Dinkytown
Wear an ethnic hat
Study’n oppression
But I think I’ll cut my class
I’ve got time

Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind

The day is wide open
This is my reward
The day is wide open
Oh but I’m free
The day is wide open
Oh but I’m bored

When in Dinkytown
Freshmen join the frats
Checking their reflection
In the store fronts they pass
They’ve got time

Too much time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind
On my mind

Too much time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind
Track Name: Cannot Love You Enough (20th Anniversary)
You could say you’re satisfied with the love I provide
And you could say I’ve given you a lot but then I might think you lie
It ain’t easy knowing my love fails coming through

Well I used to think that it was enough to just work my days away
But though I loved you all of the while it was something that I left unsaid
It ain’t easy knowing my love pales next to you

I cannot love you enough
I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough

It ain’t easy knowing my love fails coming through

Well I didn’t stop by to apologize ‘cause we’d mull it over way too long
Besides I’ll bet you that you’re going to hedge and come to forgive me if I start coming on real strong
It ain’t easy having lame excuses, and I’ve got a few

I cannot love you enough
I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough

I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough
Track Name: Lady Beware (20th Anniversary)
Lady Beware!

Don’t be green, understand
Your man wants to get inside of your legs
It ain’t nice. It’s a
Sinister way to think, I don’t think twice
So you go
Forewarned about the intentions of your man

A sweet little boy, so precious and coy
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!

Well they say, girls
Talk so slack your man can hope to blush
They’re meat.
Slaves slopping shit and padding my purse.
I believe,
A man would be the first to volunteer

Looking so nice guy, a sugary spice guy
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!

Understand, your man
He’s raised about this world in such a way,
He climbs.
Liable, prone, inclined to feed you lies;
He’s got eyes.
It suits him fine to think he’ll never change
He looks like a saint, ten bucks says he ain’t
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!
Track Name: Robe In Glory (20th Anniversary)
You and I
We held our codes
Long before toting heavenly loads
Let’s go home right now
Let’s go home and tell our story

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell my story

You and I
We stole the show
But there was much we did not know
Let’s go home right now
Let’s go home and tell the story

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell my story

Well I’ve been coming over hills and mountains
I’m going to drink from that Christian fountain
You know all of God’s sons and daughters that morning
Will drink that old healing water

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to wear this robe in glory
Let’s go home and tell our story
Track Name: No Surprise (20th Anniversary)
I can’t understand why you treat me like you do
I’d re-arrange the stars
Mine becomes ours

I can’t comprehend these amazing stunts you pull
You leave me with a thrill
But I know what’s coming next
It’s no surprise

No surprise
No surprise
No surprise
What’s wrong now?
I hate that look in your eyes

You just say the word and I’ll be out of your face for good
That’s not what I want to hear
But I know what’s coming next
No surprise
Track Name: Motor Scooter (20th Anniversary)
Pull your socks on and go
Dirty Laundry Ain’t smelled so sweet tonight
That’s the road that I…
That’s the road that’s all right

Turn my back on the signs
Pass the house where the folks are standing still
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah

Turn the corner and go
Ain't going to see no red lights tonight
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

Squeeze the handle and speed
’Taint stopping for man nor beast tonight
Eating bugs with my face
That’s the roe that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah
Going to ride while I keep on pushing

Can’t go thirty-five
‘Tain’t speeding but I’m apt to give it a try
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah
Bend over you can kiss my ass good-bye
That’s the road that I’m on
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
(ad lib…)
Track Name: Alive (20th Anniversary)
Feed me with a fever
Eat though I can’t take a bite
Cook for two like you used to do
Make me think that I’m alive

Laugh at me with feeling
Laugh though I can’t slap my thigh
Smile away like you used to do
Make me think that I’m alive

Love me with more feeling
Wrap your legs around this corpse
Love me for the last time in my life
Make me think that I’m alive

Squeeze me with more feeling
Wrap your legs around this corpse
Love me for the last time in my life
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Track Name: Talkin' Trash (20th Anniversary)
Tonight I throw a party, a real gone bash
Going to brew a stew called heavenly mash
At the corner store the boys are dipping into the stash
Long before I knewd it we was all talkin’ trash
We’re talkin’ trash
Your teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash

Ladies strut by as they flutter a lash
Gentlemen smile and twist a mustache
Beggars on the stoop tip their haberdash
No soul spared when we’re out talkin’ trash
We’re talkin’ trash
Your teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash

Remember what I’s doing in a real hot flash
The stew I’s brewin’ probably burned to an ash
I run back home in a furious dash
A dozen folks awaitin’, the party’s been crashed
I’m talkin’ trash
My teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash
Track Name: Parlez-Vous Français? (20th Anniversary)
Parlez Vous Français?
He answers, “No.”
Smiles seem to say
What’s Apropos.
Words could not interpret
This affair.
Parlez Vous Français?
They don’t care.

Les mots siele ne peuvre interprete
C’est affaire.
Parlez Vous Français?
On son foue.
Track Name: So Alone (20th Anniversary)
Don’t rumple, bump, or phase
Don’t bother, brush, or gaze at me
So alone
I want to be alone

I spoke with such a nerve
Out loud without reserve
A drink or two towards proud
I heard it hush the crowd
So alone
I want to be alone

As friends began to leave
My apologies turned to plees
I wished I were a fly
But these walls were much too white
So all alone
I want to be alone

Don’t rumple, bump, or phase
Don’t bother, brush, or gaze at me
So all alone, so alone
So alone, well I got to be alone
So alone, I got to be alone
I want to be alone
Track Name: Cannot Love You Enough (Strawberrius 20th Anniversary Redux)
You could say you’re satisfied with the love I provide
And you could say I’ve given you a lot but then I might think you lie
It ain’t easy knowing my love fails coming through

Well I used to think that it was enough to just work my days away
But though I loved you all of the while it was something that I left unsaid
It ain’t easy knowing my love pales next to you

I cannot love you enough
I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough

It ain’t easy knowing my love fails coming through

Well I didn’t stop by to apologize ‘cause we’d mull it over way too long
Besides I’ll bet you that you’re going to hedge and come to forgive me if I start coming on real strong
It ain’t easy having lame excuses, and I’ve got a few

I cannot love you enough
I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough

I love you nearly
Half so much dearly as I should
I cannot love… you enough
Track Name: Dinkytown (4-track demo)
When in Dinkytown
Sip a cup of joe
Open up my books
But I’m staring at the girls
I’ve got time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind

When in Dinkytown
Wear an ethnic hat
Study’n oppression
But I think I’ll cut my class
I’ve got time

Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind

The day is wide open
This is my reward
The day is wide open
Oh but I’m free
The day is wide open
Oh but I’m bored

When in Dinkytown
Freshmen join the frats
Checking their reflection
In the store fronts they pass
They’ve got time

Too much time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind
On my mind

Too much time
Too much time
Way too much time
On my mind
Track Name: No Surprise (4-track demo)
I can’t understand why you treat me like you do
I’d re-arrange the stars
Mine becomes ours

I can’t comprehend these amazing stunts you pull
You leave me with a thrill
But I know what’s coming next
It’s no surprise

No surprise
No surprise
No surprise
What’s wrong now?
I hate that look in your eyes

You just say the word and I’ll be out of your face for good
That’s not what I want to hear
But I know what’s coming next
No surprise
Track Name: Motor Scooter (4-track demo)
Pull your socks on and go
Dirty Laundry Ain’t smelled so sweet tonight
That’s the road that I…
That’s the road that’s all right

Turn my back on the signs
Pass the house where the folks are standing still
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah

Turn the corner and go
Ain't going to see no red lights tonight
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

Squeeze the handle and speed
’Taint stopping for man nor beast tonight
Eating bugs with my face
That’s the roe that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah
Going to ride while I keep on pushing

Can’t go thirty-five
‘Tain’t speeding but I’m apt to give it a try
That's the row that I…
That's the row that I hoe

I'm going to take a sweet ride… yeah
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
That's the road that I'm… on yeah
Bend over you can kiss my ass good-bye
That’s the road that I’m on
Peel out on my motor scooter… now
(ad lib…)
Track Name: Robe In Glory (demo)
You and I
We held our codes
Long before toting heavenly loads
Let’s go home right now
Let’s go home and tell our story

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell my story

You and I
We stole the show
But there was much we did not know
Let’s go home right now
Let’s go home and tell the story

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell my story

Well I’ve been coming over hills and mountains
I’m going to drink from that Christian fountain
You know all of God’s sons and daughters that morning
Will drink that old healing water

I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to put on my robe in glory
I’m going home to tell…
I’m going to wear this robe in glory
Let’s go home and tell our story
Track Name: Talkin' Trash (4-track demo)
Tonight I throw a party, a real gone bash
Going to brew a stew called heavenly mash
At the corner store the boys are dipping into the stash
Long before I knewd it we was all talkin’ trash
We’re talkin’ trash
Your teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash

Ladies strut by as they flutter a lash
Gentlemen smile and twist a mustache
Beggars on the stoop tip their haberdash
No soul spared when we’re out talkin’ trash
We’re talkin’ trash
Your teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash

Remember what I’s doing in a real hot flash
The stew I’s brewin’ probably burned to an ash
I run back home in a furious dash
A dozen folks awaitin’, the party’s been crashed
I’m talkin’ trash
My teeth are gnashing, thrashin’, lashin’
Help me I got me a rash, trash
Track Name: Alive (20th Anniversary Redux)
Feed me with a fever
Eat though I can’t take a bite
Cook for two like you used to do
Make me think that I’m alive

Laugh at me with feeling
Laugh though I can’t slap my thigh
Smile away like you used to do
Make me think that I’m alive

Love me with more feeling
Wrap your legs around this corpse
Love me for the last time in my life
Make me think that I’m alive

Squeeze me with more feeling
Wrap your legs around this corpse
Love me for the last time in my life
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Make me think that I’m alive
Track Name: Lady Beware (live insanity, Shank Hall, Milwaukee, WI USA, 1991)
Lady Beware!

Don’t be green, understand
Your man wants to get inside of your legs
It ain’t nice. It’s a
Sinister way to think, I don’t think twice
So you go
Forewarned about the intentions of your man

A sweet little boy, so precious and coy
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!

Well they say, girls
Talk so slack your man can hope to blush
They’re meat.
Slaves slopping shit and padding my purse.
I believe,
A man would be the first to volunteer

Looking so nice guy, a sugary spice guy
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!

Understand, your man
He’s raised about this world in such a way,
He climbs.
Liable, prone, inclined to feed you lies;
He’s got eyes.
It suits him fine to think he’ll never change
He looks like a saint, ten bucks says he ain’t
Arrest him for what’s on his mind
Lady Beware!
What lurks on the mind
The mind of your man
Lady Beware!