HOTCHA!

HOTCHA!

 Toronto, Ontario, CAN
BandAmericanaFolk

"Dust Bowl Roots with a Big Bad Beat" and vintage hillbilly swing, played with the energy of a runaway train.

Biography

ABOUT HOTCHA!...
Born in the swamp. Raised on the mountain. Worked in the mines. Play on the porch. Well, that's only true metaphorically. We don't actually have a porch. HOTCHA! (Beverly Kreller and Howard Druckman) nonetheless feel as though their music fits the description: Rustic, rural songs of work and faith, delivered with a vintage vibe and the energy of a runaway train. HOTCHA! creates a distinctive musical blend of old-time western, bluegrass, early swing and country gospel. If you could take a picture of HOTCHA!'s music, it would be a grainy, sepia-toned portrait of depression-era musicians with nothing but an old Sears-Roebuck guitar and a nickel in hand for the jitney dance. If you listen to HOTCHA!'s music, you'll hear a unique combination of accordion and bodhran (Celtic drum) alongside gritty guitar, wailing harmonica and soaring vocal harmonies.

WHAT THE PRESS HAS TO SAY...

"This debut is sure to bring a smile to your face and a rumble and shake to your legs that'll make you want to dance around the parlour with a properly chilled mint julep."
~ Chris Burland (ChartAttack.com)

"...genuine enthusiasm and infectious energy. They’re having fun — just listen to Kreller’s clucking on 'Ol Man Mose,' or the free-spirited kazoo solo that follows, and try not to smile …! Or take 'Foie Gras (Dance Of The Fatted Ducks),' a romping ditty that sounds as though it’s been plucked straight from the farm... if time’s all you’ve got to spend, listening to HOTCHA! is a fine way to spend it …!
~ John Taylor (thelivemusicreport.com)

"...the mix, for those who feel like venturing down the rails with HOTCHA!, is wonderful. Kreller's voice together with Druckman's rough and tumble harmonies mingle perfectly with their well-honed musicianship."
~Ted Francis (sceneandheard.ca)

"Vocalist and multi-instrumentalist BEVERLY KRELLER has a strong and versatile voice, while partner HOWARD DRUCKMAN added spirited vocal and guitar support. HOTCHA!’s repertoire comprises HOTCHA-fied (i.e. speeded up) versions of classic tunes from the likes of IRVING BERLIN and LOUIS ARMSTRONG alongside such impressive originals as 'Mines Went Down' and 'Harlan’s Porch.'"
~ Kerry Doole (Tandem "On the Beat")

"HOTCHA! does a really fine job of evoking the music of the Great Depression by combining period pieces like Louis Armstrong’s “Ol’ Man Mose” with very cool in-the-tradition originals like 'Mines Went Down,' a lament for the devastation wrecked on miners’ lives when the mines close down that’s very effectively set to a Gene Krupa-like drum pattern. HOTCHA!’s original songs are very well crafted. You can almost feel the dry, dusty heat in 'Hey Little Waterboy,' the slow, small town pace-of-life in 'Harlan’s Porch,' and the desperation that leads to evil deeds in 'Sweet Miss Sally.'"
~ Mike Regenstreif (Folk Roots/Folk Branches)

"HOTCHA! bring something new to the table -- namely, original songs that actually stand up to the likes of Irving Berlin and Louis Armstrong, both of whom they cover here...[they] jump between hot jazz and bluegrass... they sound vivid and fresh..."
~ Michael Barclay (Guelph Mercury)

"Sounds great!"
~ Tom Power (Host of CBC Radio "Deep Roots")

Lyrics

MINES WENT DOWN

Written By: Beverly Kreller

CHORUS:
Mines went down, didn’t give you nothin’
Mines went down, didn’t give you nothin’
Mines went down, didn’t give you nothin’
Left us here without a dime

Well, bless my soul, I’m a miner’s son
Bless my soul, I’m a miner’s son
Bless my soul, I’m a miner’s son
Didn’t give you nothin’ when the day is done

CHORUS

Little baby cryin’, Mama’s in the ground
Little baby cryin’, Mama’s in the ground
Little baby cryin’, Mama’s in the ground
Prayin’ for your Saviour to come around

CHORUS

All I have in a gunny sack
All I have in a gunny sack
All I have in a gunny sack
Goin’ down the mountain, ain’t a’comin’ back

CHORUS (x2)

MY WALKING STICK

Written By: Irving Berlin

Without my walking stick
I’d go insane
Can’t look my best, I feel undressed
Without my cane

Must have my walking stick
‘Cause it might rain
When it pours, can’t be outdoors
Without my cane

If I ever left my house without my walking stick
Well, it would be something I could never explain
Oh, the thing that makes me click on lovers’ lane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane

If I ever left my house without my walking stick
Well, it would be something I could never explain
Oh, the thing that makes me click on lovers’ lane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane
Can’t look my best, I feel undressed without my cane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane

HEY LITTLE WATERBOY

Written By: Beverly Kreller

In the hellish heat out beside the tracks
You can hear them callers wail
You ain’t never heard the blues until
You heard them out on the rail
You heard them out on the rail

CHORUS:

Hey hey, little waterboy
Won’t you bring that water ‘round
Hey hey, little waterboy
‘Cause you know I’m railroad bound
You know I’m railroad bound

There are ties you wear and the ties you break
There are ties that forever bind
But the railroad ties they broke my back
Never get that out of my mind
Never get that out of my mind

CHORUS

Gonna move that track, make a rhythm call
And the gandy dancers haul
With their tamping picks all in unison
Till they lay that last spike maul
Till they lay that last spike maul

CHORUS

In the hellish heat out beside the tracks
You can hear them callers wail
You ain’t never heard the blues until
You heard them out on the rail
You heard them out on the rail

CHORUS

You know I’m railroad bound

FOIE GRAS (DANCE OF THE FATTED DUCKS)

Written By: Beverly Kreller

Gonna gather my ducks and line ‘em all up
Gonna gather my ducks for tonight’s sup
Gonna gather my ducks, gonna fill my cup
Here’s a toast ‘cause it’s foie gras day

Buy some crackers in the morning for my tasty little treat
Buy some crackers in the morning ‘cause the duck I’m gonna eat
Crackers in the morning, fatty duck is really sweet
Have a taste, ‘cause it’s foie gras day

CHORUS:

Foie gras! Gonna fatten up your liver
Foie gras! Oh, the taste will make you quiver
Foie gras! Sell your soul right down the river
Gonna fatten up your liver today

CHORUS

No cluckin’ with a duck and that’s alright by me
No cluckin’ with a duck, and no climbin’ no tree
No cluckin’ with a duck, you can call me crazy
Don’t give a cluck it’s foie gras day

CHORUS (x2)

Got all my ducks lined up in a row
Got all my ducks and I’m ready to go
Got al my ducks, fatty livers in tow
Lord love a duck, it’s foie gras day

CHORUS B

Foie gras! Laissez les bon temps roulez!
Foie gras! Ah oui, mon cher!
Foie gras! C’est si bon, si bon!
Foie gras! Ca va, ca va!

CHORUS B

No cluckin’ with a duck and that’s alright by me
No cluckin’ with a duck, and no climbin’ no tree
No cluckin’ with a duck, you can call me crazy
Don’t give a cluck it’s foie gras day

CHORUS (x2)

Got all my ducks lined up in a row
Got all my ducks and I’m ready to go
Got al my ducks, fatty livers in tow
Lord love a duck, it’s foie gras day
Lord love a duck, it’s foie gras day
Lord love a duck, it’s foie gras day

SWEET MISS SALLY

Written By: Beverly Kreller

Well he rode into town with a gin-soaked grin
Was he lookin’ for trouble? Was it lookin’ for him?
Sweet Miss Sally was standin’ all alone at the well
That’s the story the folks ‘round here tell

They say a mighty thirst steered him toward that well
Was it sweet Sally’s smile, or that wretched devil’s hell?
Say he drew from the water, drinkin’ straight from the pail
‘Cross the town you could hear Sally wail

CHORUS:
Sweet Miss Sally smiled sweetly
For they ran that rollin’ boy down
Sweet Miss Sally was wronged completely
Now they lay him under the ground

Some say he lost his mind when he done what he done
Was he under her spell? Was it how her eyes shone?
He had strained Sally’s virtue, she’d never be the same
She cried and hung her head in shame

CHORUS

Well the men of the town wouldn’t stand for that crime
How could one be so cruel, without reason nor rhyme?
So they stabbed him, and they hung him, and they left him for dead
Least that’s what all the folks ‘round here said

CHORUS (x2)

Now they lay him under the ground
Now they lay him under the ground

HARLAN'S PORCH

Written By: Beverly Kreller

You could be waiting till the cows come home
He kick that dirt off of his boots
Set a spell in the noonday sun
Talkin’ ‘bout the railroad route
Chewin’ on somethin’, chewin’ on somethin’
Talkin’ ‘bout the railroad route

You could be waiting till the cows come home
Sometimes in his chair he be hummin’ a slow tune
Heavy-like with his eyes far and low
Rain be comin’ soon
It come and it go, it come and it go
Rain be comin’ soon

CHORUS:
With a lazy eye and a gum-thick drawl
A lazy eye and a gum-thick drawl
A lazy eye and a gum-thick drawl

You could be waiting till the cows come home
Sittin’ on his porch, he draw his face across his sleeve
Mop the sweat like a workin’ man
Rollin’ up tobacco leaves
From his old tin can, from his old tin can
Rollin’ up tobacco leaves

CHORUS

You could be waiting till the cows come home
Once in awhile he clear the growl form his throat
He take his time, leave you hangin’ there
Like an old overcoat
Lookin’ worse for wear, lookin’ worse for wear
Like an old overcoat

CHORUS

BITTER YEARS

Written By: Beverly Kreller

It’s been a long time now
Since you’ve been gone
I have no tears left
I’ve carried on
And I’ve worked hard my lifetime
Dear Lord, it’s a sin
To see your dreams faded
And you can’t try again

CHORUS:
Bitter years
Have seen me cryin’
Bitter tears
I’ve seen the way
That a heart
Can’t be unbroken
Can’t be unbroken
In a day

And darlin’
I’ve left the candles burnin’
Every night for you
I keep on yearnin’
And I kept that red ribbon
That you bought for me
I tie it softly in my hair
And remember how
It used to be

CHORUS

And darlin’
I’ve left the candles burnin’
Every night for you
I keep on yearnin’
And I kept that red ribbon
That you bought for me
I tie it softly in my hair
And remember how
It used to be

CHORUS

Bitter years
Have seen me cryin’
Have seen me living
A memory

Discography

HOTCHA! HAS A NEW DEBUT CD!!
"DUST BOWL ROOTS: Songs for the New Depression"

Released TUESDAY, MAY 12 , 2009 at Hugh's Room in Toronto!

Produced by: Don Kerr & HOTCHA!
Recorded and mixed at Rooster Studios

Other Musicians on the album include:
Don Kerr (drums, percussion) Rachel Melas (downright upright bass) Chris Quinn (banjo) Andrew Collins (mandolin), Heinz Von Schpittmachen (tuba)

CHARTS:
Debuted at #1 on the CFBU Top 30 charts (St. Catharines)
Debuted at #10 on the CIUT Top 30 charts (Toronto)

RADIO AIRPLAY:

Toronto: CBC Radio, Radio-Canada, JAZZ FM 91.1, CFRB, CIUT,
Ontario: CFMU Hamilton, C101.5 FM Hamilton, CFBU St. Catharines, CKWR-FM Kitchener, CKPC 92.1 Brantford, CFRU Guelph, 100.3 Sound FM Waterloo, CHRW FM London, CHUO-FM Ottawa, CJAM 91.5 Windsor
Quebec: CFLX 95.5 Sherbrooke, CKUT Montreal, CISM 89.3 FM Montreal
Saskatchwan: CJTR Regina
Alberta: CKXU-FM 88.3 Lethbridge
BC: CFBX the X 92.5 FM Kamloops, AM 1470, CJVB Vancouver, CFUV 101.9FM Victoria

STREAMING AIRPLAY:
* ThatChannel.com "Liquid Lunch"
* Erin Radio “Acoustic Planet”
* INDIECAN Radio (Episode 132) and airs on XM Satellite Radio, Channel 87 THE VERGE, FM affiliates across Canada, XStream Radio, ErrorFM.com, and is podcasted to 120 Canadian indie fan countries at: http://www.indiecan.com/radio.htm

* BRAVO! NEWS: http://watch.bravo.ca/bravonews/#clip175234

YOUTUBE:
CD release concert: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IcKz5A43N-Q&feature=related
www.youtube.com/HOTCHA7

Set List

We do a mix of originals & uniquely arranged cover tunes. Sets are about 45 mins. long.

Set #1:
Mines Went Down
Hey Little Water Boy
My Walking Stick (Irving Berlin)
Harlan's Porch
T'Ain't What You Do (Oliver/Young)
Ol' Man Mose (Armstrong/Randolph)
Land O' Lakes (McClure)
Bitter Years
Walkin' After Midnight (Block/Hecht)
Jesus on the Mainline (Traditional)
Catfish John (McDill/Reynolds)

Set #2:
I Wanna Sing That Rock 'n' Roll (Gillian Welch)
Peggy O (Traditional)
Foie Gras (Dance of the Fatted Ducks)
Devil Inside (Bluegrass arrangement of INXS song)
Sweet Miss Sally
Walk With Me (Traditional)
Beyond the Nicotine (Scott B. Sympathy)
Lay Me Down Sweet Jesus (Justin Rutledge)
Chanson Les Ruelles (Rheostatics)
No Place to Fall (Townes Van Zandt)