Fetish Lane

Fetish Lane

BandCountryBluegrass

Fetish Lane is original, feel-good music! It's rock & roll, old time, bluegrass, folk, americana, and blues. They stick that behind some thick 3 and 4 part harmonies. You'll hear fiddle, guitars, bass, drums, mandolin, keyboards, banjo, accordion and washboard. They give you happy feet and ears!!!!

Biography

Contact:
Kurt Rezucha (manager):
kzooka2@yahoo.com
or
fetishlane@hotmail.com
www.fetishlane.net

"Fetish Lane is an 'acousticky', make you want to take your shoes off and dance barefoot in the grass kind of thing!" (Sierra Demulder, Minneapolis, MN)

Fetish Lane has a tremendous lineup of artists. The band is versatile with great songwriting, powerful vocals, and infectious melody. The harmonies will floor you. With the recent addition of Darin Trass on fiddle and Brian O'Connell on a barage of instruments, Fetish Lane can dip deep into the melody trunk.

The four original members (Held, Gliha, Edick, Lorimer) have been playing together for seven years. The sets are tight, and the foundation of quality original music is extensive.

The band can entertain audiences of all ages, fitting in well at outdoor festivals and indoor clubs. Their fans are young to old, with no boundaries. Their songwriting is also without boundaries. The band can stun you with an old time fiddle song and then move right into a more contemporary feel. All the while, keeping one foot in the roots music that the members of Fetish Lane grew up on. They listened to it all. Willie Nelson, The Beatles, Bob Dylan, The Dead, The Allmans, Sonnie Terry & Brownie Magee, The Carter Family, Bob Marley, ...... the list goes on and on..... and it all has one thing in common. It was well done, earthy, emotional, and original.

That's what Fetish Lane is. You must see and hear them live to fully appreciate them!

Lyrics

Ole' Brown Jug

Written By: Ken Held

Ole Brown Jug
Ken Held

Why don’t we all go, live on bluegrass and moonshine
Life would be just right
Where no hollow man could come around
Tell us how to live or how to write our own demise

And when the sun goes down we’ll all tip back the ol’ brown jug
When the sun goes down we’ll all be feeling good

I don’t like the looks of things
Heaven knows I don’t like the times that weigh on me
And no one cares for a thought of mine
It seems to me, no one cares for thought at all

And when the sun goes down we’ll all tip back the ol’ brown jug
When the sun goes down we’ll all be feeling good

Well I think we need an uprising now
Well I think we need an uprising now
Well I think we need an uprising now
Won’t you look at the sun
Shining down on us so prowd

I’m gonna make my way to the courthouse lawn
Bring the ol brown jug and pass it on to all the minds that lead
Let the mountain water clear their minds
Lift the fog
So they can see how it ought to be

And when the sun goes down we’ll all tip back the ol’ brown jug
When the sun goes down we’ll all be feeling good
And when the sun goes down we’ll all tip back the ol’ brown jug
When the sun goes down we’ll all be feeling good

Settle Down

Written By: Ken Held

(Remember: 'Look ma, no hands')

There is no change in the wind
so, ooohhh, Settle Down
and take away unfairness from me
and all I care to mind
So I can rest my thoughts high in
a field so far away
Where the sun keeps an eye on me
and the wind whispers songs to me all day

But They'll be days when you hold hands just to hold on
They'll be days when you hold one cause it's fine
they'll be days when you hold one tight with sorrow
they'll be days when you need no hands at all.

Hey Johnny won't you light yourself a cigarette, I'll pour you a glass of my own cheer
Then reel in all the good times
the ones you keep close for times like these
And find some time to make some times of your own
Then looking back again you'll see the way you found to move on.

But They'll be days when you hold hands just to hold on
They'll be days when you hold one cause it's fine
they'll be days when you hold one tight with sorrow
they'll be days when you need no hands at all.

i live across the street from this great big world spinning 'round
Where everyone is moving so fast there is no right-of-way
SLOW DOWN, LOOK AROUND
And hold on cause this ride we're on is bound to take you up, down, and around

And They'll be days when you hold hands just to hold on
They'll be days when you hold one cause it's fine
they'll be days when you hold one tight with sorrow
they'll be days when you need no hands at all.

There is no change in the wind
So, oooohhh, Settle Down

Alive

Written By: Ken Held

Long time ago I saw my life flash right before my eyes
Now I see things different and things come as no surprise

So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive

I saw an old lady yesterday with a dying child in her arms
She was holding her so closely as if nothing could giver her harm
I saw a man with no arms who was working, he had a smile
So I waved hello, and he curled his toes and we all laughed for a little while

So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive

There's a hungry man eatin' garbage, so I gave him some of my food to eat
He throws it back says no thanks pal i still got my pride to keep

There's a man in a bar who had been drinking his life away
so I sat down next to him, he smiled, said son, it's a damn good day
He had lost his wife, lost his kids
so I though he'd be feeling down
but He said son I'm celebrating
Cause I'm alive

So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive
So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive

On a sunny day in July I stopped in to see an old friend
He was dancing, he was singing, and from ear to ear he wears a grin
it's the little things in life that make it all quite worth the while
Step in some time, we'll share a crime, guarnteed we'll laugh a while

So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive
So if your down on yourself just be glad your alive

Kindness

Written By: Ken Held

Everyone likes the bitter taste of money
But there's not enough to go around
Well there are better things you could be dealin' out this evening
I'll send you to the bank of benevolence
You can stuff your hungry pockets of it's gold
'Cause a dollar buys you just what you don't need come tomorrow

It's just like Johnny said...
All you need is a little kindness
Everyone should learn to breed some more
It's just like Johnny said all you need is a little kindness
Kindness--------------

Lola keeps her tongue sharp just for pleasure
She could cut you down and leave you for the birds
So never have a friend, who always leaves you feeling lonely

yes, Lola keeps her tender side in storage
all her days are cold, cold winter nights
if she could find the words, she too could bloom come the springtime

It's just like Johnny said...
All you need is a little kindness
Everyone should learn to breed some more
It's just like Johnny said all you need is a little kindness
Kindness--------------

Willie down the way makes his living
Singing from his porch, lending song
And he knows all he has, there won't be more of come tomorrow
I think Willie knows something we don't
All he needs is all he has to give
So Webster was a fool, 'cause that kind of man defines the word free

It's just like Johnny said...
All you need is a little kindness
Everyone should learn to breed some more
It's just like Johnny said all you need is a little kindness
Kindness--------------

Feets Don't Fail Me Now

Written By: Ken Held

(Inspired by the births of my two daughters, Olivia and Fiona)

Hello, won't you welcome me, I hear there's no better place,
For unbiased eyes to make a friend
but keep in mind I'm a little small
i stumble where I go
And my eyes are full of hopes and dreams and plans

So feets don't fail me now
Feets Don't fail me now
Feets don't fail me now
i'm counting on you
Don't fail me now

I've never felt the cold
or even seen the sun
But I hope that it lights the way between right and wrong
And I know there's a lot to learn
there's languages and science
So if I started counting now, could I reach the end?

So feets don't fail me now
Feets Don't fail me now
Feets don't fail me now
i'm counting on you
Don't fail me now

Well at first glimpse it appears to me there are things to be improved
and I would start with compassion for that man right there
I can see through hair all different shades and skin many different tones
To know that everyone hurts cries laughs and loves

And so, as I begin my soul parade to the sun
I'll take the torch and keep it safe before I pass it on

So feets don't fail me now
Feets Don't fail me now
Feets don't fail me now
i'm counting on you
Don't fail me now

Somethings in Life are Free

Written By: Ken Held

I've got a few things on my mind
Been buzzin' like a hive of bees
I'ts time I sat back on this old planet
and ejoyed the scenery
Good planets, they are so hard to find
Somethings in life are free

I had a blonde haired beauty tell me
I v'e got eyes that gleam
But she's long since faded away
Nothing left here, just memories
But I know them well
Somethings in life are free

I had a brown eyed beauty tell me I've got
soul that shines
I used to stare in her big brown planets
Just to dream for a while
She faded right into the night
Somethings in life are free

I've been lookin out over sad hills
Under-rated skies
With music pourin' right out of my veins
Won't it wash away every stale bit of my mind

i've got a phrase that rolls around in my mind
like a tumbleweed
You can get busy moping around or get on your horse and ride free
Just hold onto those reigns
Somethings in life are free

When someone asked me the meaning of life I replied..
"I do believe I know,
The answer is the question itself,
you keep searching 'til time lets you go."
Live true and you'll find
Somethings in life are free

Well, I've got a few things on my mind
Been buzzin' like a hive of bees
I'ts time I sat back on this old planet
and ejoyed the scenery
Good planets, they are so hard to find
Somethings in life are free

Bucket of Blues

Written By: Ken Held

I've got a bucket of blues on the floor sittin' next to me
I think I'll find a lid, close it tight, forever let it be
There's a fire in my belly for playing something so sweet
An old tooled, worn out song that would please only me

And it'd be better than sittin' by the window watching the world go by
Why don't you get a little
taste a little
Let life make you high

I woke up today to find there was no day at all
Just a day full of time
Full of nothing
One of life's curveballs
If I could spend my day with a foot tappin' song or two
I'd like to roll around the room with that rusted old tune in my brain

And it'd be better than sittin' by the window watching the world go by
Why don't you get a little
taste a little
Let life make you high

You see it's not my day
Not my time, no
Not my day to bathe
In this bucket of blues

Why don't we head down south
Down to new Orleans
Catch a buzz
Catch some jazz
Down on Bourbon St
We could picnic by the river and watch the barges swim
And if we're lucky,
Catch a glimpse of the ghost of
Huckleberry Finn

it'd be better than sittin' by the window watching the world go by
Why don't you get a little
taste a little
Let life make you high
It'll make you so high

Discography

Fetish Lane has released three studio albums.
1. Acoustic Brew - 2001
2. Time - 2004
3. Beautiful Mule - 2007

Set List

A set list might consist of the following original songs. They are not all listed. There are traditional and cover songs that the band may throw in periodically. Fetish Lane will write set lists to suit the audience and the venue.

Ole Brown Jug
One Foot In the sand
Carnival
More Pretty Women (traditional fiddle)
Bucket of Blues
Time
Kitty (traditional blues)
Rudy's Song
Feets Don't Fail Me Now
Driving Backwards
Handle With Care (cover, Traveling Wilburys)
Draggin' it On
All Night Long (traditional)
Loving Kind
Peace of Mind
Settle Down
Alive
Hold Me Tight
Lucy
Easy Chair (cover, Dylan)
15 Degrees
Bluebird
April Moring
Wagon Wheel (cover, Dylan, Old Crow Med. Show)
Velvet Elvis
Can You Tell Me
You Don’t Love Me (traditional blues)
Jug
Wasted and Sputtered
Fremont Blues
Bury Me
Johnny Cash
Madman Blues
Howl
Motown Eddie
Why Don't We Do It In The Road (cover, beatles)
Bertha (cover, Dead)
Scarlet Begonias (Dead)
Warf R