When not playing in his full-time gig with Wilco, New Jersey native-via-Chi… Read Full Bio ↴When not playing in his full-time gig with Wilco, New Jersey native-via-Chicagoan-via-Brooklynite Mikael Jorgensen crafts pitch-perfect pop songs under the moniker of Pronto.

The full story begins all the way back in 1995, the golden age of indie-rock, when Jorgensen was growing weary of the limitations of pop music. Fueled by healthy amounts of art school cynicism and the post-adolescent desire to create something unique, Movere Workshop was formed in the basement of a house in Leonardo, New Jersey.

Greg O’Keeffe showed up to play for the first time, confronted by microphones and now-outdated digital audio recording equipment. Impressed by the moxie of these muppety oddballs, he continued to play in the group. At a rehearsal he quipped, “I’m so psyched about this,” and promptly smashed his tourist-grade kalimba on the pine timber floor of the loft / rehearsal space. The seed had been planted.

In the summer of 1998 Mikael moved to Chicago and helped construct SOMA Electronic Music Studios (John McEntire, Tortoise), where he was to be employed for several years following. In 2000, Jorgensen and fellow Chicagoan Chris Girard were working on music together. They summoned Mr. O’Keeffe to Chicago to apply his rhythmic sensibilities to these songs, and thereby formed the earliest incarnation of Pronto.

In 2002, Jorgensen joins Wilco to tour on the Yankee Hotel Foxtrot record and thus begins an extremely busy and gratifying position in the critically acclaimed group.

Flash forward to Winter of 2006, where once again O’Keeffe appears and extricates himself to the confines of a Chicago loft where he, Jorgensen, and musicians Matt Lux, (Isotope 217, Iron & Wine), Jim Becker (Califone) and Mr. Russ Arbuthnot (an alumnus of Steve Albini’s Electrical Audio studios) recorded the album, All Is Golden.

In the spring of 2006, Jorgensen moves to Brooklyn, NY.

It is here that the current state of Pronto begins to form. With a rotating lineup surrounding the mainstays of Jorgensen and O’Keeffe, friends such as Stuart Bogie (Antibalas), Kurt Uenala, Larry Brown and others join the fray at various points in time.

And while duties in the Wilco enterprise accelerated throughout 2007, Pronto was still able to coalesce and produce what now stands as their Contraphonic debut, All Is Golden. All Is Golden is a 70’s-inspired tome that serves as a record of action. It is the sound of waking up and moving on, cross-country trips to California, black days and blue nights giving way to better times and warmer promises. It’s AM-Radio songsmith filtered through the speakers of a modern-day prism.

Pronto now consists of Mikael Jorgensen, Greg O’Keeffe, Erik Paparazzi (Cat Power), and Tunde Oyewole (Childballads). When their respective musical duties don’t take them elsewhere, Pronto plans to play in support of All Is Golden throughout 2009.

Crazy
Pronto Lyrics

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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yesterday was light, tonight shall be a different story
High price for my life style, trendy, sporty
I make a point to settle scores, before I'm forty
I need forty acres, forty cribs, four stories
Yeah, call me crazy, press one button make it go
Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go
Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go

Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go
I never fell in love its not my fault, I'm just bizarre
Smokin' on that weed they say its fuckin' with my heart
Runnin' with the ball, comin for it all, tryna understand
Cause all my comfort has dissolved, all inside my spirit
It's so wonderful I'm awe-struck, large bucks, stuffed
In the car trunk, pull up to the block, windows down
Dumping all of my cigar guts, feel as if I'm one with god
So I'm on his time and not on y'alls luck
Keep on talkin' tough to me
And you can get your jaw punched
Rushed, welcome to my poker table where we pull cards and call bluffs
And I'm in the field with my team, like Lamar hunt
Will get so high, load that bong up, all runts
Coolin' on a cloud, I ain't never fall once
Crack a shell like larva from yard bugs
Middle of the mayhem, I go harder and harder
then larger and farther yeah
Yeah, call me crazy, press one button make it go
Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go

Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go
Yeah, call me crazy, I press one button make it go

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Pronto's song "Crazy" depict a confident and driven individual who is unapologetically living life on their own terms. The opening lines suggest a shift from a lighter, more carefree past to a present characterized by a high price for their extravagant lifestyle. They express their determination to settle scores and achieve their goals before reaching the age of forty, envisioning a future filled with abundance and success.

The repetition of the phrase "call me crazy, press one button make it go" emphasizes their boldness and ability to manifest their desires effortlessly. They attribute their lack of romantic relationships to their unconventional nature, and while they acknowledge the potential negative effects of smoking weed, they seem unaffected by it, asserting their commitment to pursuing their ambitions relentlessly.

They also allude to their dominant presence in various situations, comparing themselves to a god-like figure and asserting their superiority. The imagery of being on God's time highlights their detachment from societal expectations and their pursuit of their own unique path. They communicate a sense of fearlessness and readiness to confront adversaries, both physically and metaphorically.

Overall, the lyrics of "Crazy" showcase Pronto's self-assuredness, ambition, and willingness to challenge societal norms.

Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm.

Yesterday was light, tonight shall be a different story
Yesterday was uneventful, but tonight will be more exciting and memorable.

High price for my life style, trendy, sporty
Living an expensive and fashionable lifestyle.

I make a point to settle scores, before I'm forty
I prioritize resolving any conflicts or avenging myself before I turn forty years old.

I need forty acres, forty cribs, four stories
I desire a vast amount of land, multiple luxurious houses, each with four floors.

I never fell in love its not my fault, I'm just bizarre
I have never experienced love, and I believe it is not my fault but rather because I am peculiar.

Smokin' on that weed they say its fuckin' with my heart
Using marijuana, which some claim negatively affects my heart.

Runnin' with the ball, comin for it all, tryna understand
I am ambitious and determined to achieve everything, constantly seeking comprehension.

Cause all my comfort has dissolved, all inside my spirit
Because I have lost all the comfort I once had, deep within my soul.

It's so wonderful I'm awe-struck, large bucks, stuffed
The experience is incredibly amazing, leaving me astonished and filled with a lot of money.

In the car trunk, pull up to the block, windows down
Driving with the trunk full, arriving at the neighborhood, and lowering the car windows.

Dumping all of my cigar guts, feel as if I'm one with god
Disposing of the remains of my smoked cigars, feeling a strong connection to a higher power.

So I'm on his time and not on y'alls luck
I am following the timing of this higher power and not relying on luck like everyone else.

Keep on talkin' tough to me
Continuously attempting to intimidate me with your words.

And you can get your jaw punched
If you persist, I will retaliate and punch you in the jaw.

Rushed, welcome to my poker table where we pull cards and call bluffs
Feeling rushed, I invite you to join me in a game of poker, where we reveal cards and expose deceit.

And I'm in the field with my team, like Lamar hunt
I am in the field with my group, similar to how Lamar Hunt was involved in sports team ownership.

Will get so high, load that bong up, all runts
I will become extremely intoxicated by filling up the bong with high-quality marijuana.

Coolin' on a cloud, I ain't never fall once
Relaxing on a metaphorical cloud, I have never experienced failure or downfall.

Crack a shell like larva from yard bugs
I effortlessly break open a shell, resembling the emergence of larvae from insects found in the yard.

Middle of the mayhem, I go harder and harder
Amidst chaos and disorder, I continue to exert more effort and become increasingly resilient.

then larger and farther yeah
Achieving greater success and expanding my reach.

Yeah, call me crazy, press one button make it go
Yes, refer to me as crazy because I can easily make things happen by pressing a single button.

Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Keylon Bryant

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