Laurel Lee

Laurel Lee

 Saint Augustine, Florida, USA
BandAmericanaCountry

It has been said that Laurel Lee sounds like Mother Maybelle if she'd been gothic.

Biography

Laurel Lee and the Escapees offer a trans-American version of Americana music. Born from Escape from New York Pizza in Portland, Oregon, the original group was either co-workers or neighbors. The band name is an adjective phrase more than a cute rhyme.

It would be difficult to foresee the trajectory of a bad break up, but Laurel Lees songs started out of an already rich appreciation for music. When an ex-boyfriend, nicknamed The Cadaver by her friends, found some of her forgotten songs on some old cassette tapes and told her they were good songs but that she was a liar, the final floor of patience fell through. The guitar playing and songwriting that took over her artistic life for the next decade denies this assertion from an emotionally dead guy. If there is truth to be had, Laurel Lee insists on its discovery and resting place.

Laurel Lee and the Escapees gained regional popularity in Portland, Oregon, and then in Jacksonville, Florida, (different Escapees) for her witty, wry, and touching lyrics that alternately expose the most precious secrets of ones heart and hide those injuries behind a hardened Pioneer ethic.

Laurel Lee reminds the listener and viewer that the early American musical process continues to grow. Artists such as Niko Case and Wayne The Train Hancock exhibit a similar respect and development of classic country, now considered Americana. An alternative to popular radios Country, Laurel Lee learned from Patsy Clines rich voice, Kitty Wells simplicity, Johnny Cashs honesty, and George Jones tremulous delivery. Of course, the new century requires new assertions, but sadness is still levitys neighbor, and sad songs still help us feel better.

The band cleans up nicely. There are a few rules: They do not play modern cover songs, songs requests after the final encore costs five dollars, do not buy the drummer beer, bring homemade baked goods if you want to contribute, and if you are hosting a divorce party this is the perfect band to book.

Websites:
Video for "Sorrow" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIfNwyteEso
www.laurelleemusic.com
"Showdown", "Eastward Pioneer", and "Why Don't We Don't Get Married are all available on CD or MP3 through CDBaby: http://www.cdbaby.com/Artist/LaurelLeeandtheEscapees
Myspace: www.myspace.com/laurelleeandtheescapees
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/group.php?gid=55550646601

Discography, (all recordings released independently by Laurel Lee Music and distributed through CDBaby and digital affiliates):
Showdown, due to be released in Spring, 2010, Jacksonville, Florida.
Eastward Pioneer, 2007, Orange Park, Florida.
Why Dont We Dont Get Married, 2005, Portland, Oregon.

The band consists of:
Laurel Lee Welch, the songwriter, rhythm guitar player, and lead singer. Laurel Lee also leads the band with the recordings and live music organizations.

Recent Bandmates:
Dolly Penland sings the harmony vocals. Bringing a familial tone to the music, Dolly brings a touch of bluegrass.
Don Bealle plays lead guitar. A well-loved guitar player by several bandleaders in the Jacksonville area, Don is a gentleman with a fierce amplified Telecaster.
John Mortensen plays a 6-string bass and the cardboard upright bass. His musical history spans from gospel to heavy metal, and though he never thought he would play Country, he admits he is hooked.
Cameron Wick plays the drums. He brings some experimental beats to the music, making the bridge between old and new easier to understand.
R. Scott Murray plays pedal steel guitar and dobro. Although he moved to Ashville, North Carolina, Scott recorded many tracks on Showdown and participates in occasional performances. His carries a strong ear for the best in country music.
Philip Pan, the erstwhile Concert Master for the Jacksonville Symphony, played with us for nearly a year live, and recorded with us on four tracks of the album Showdown, 2010.

Laurel Lee and the Escapees have shared the stage and evenings with several prominent artists, including:

Wanda Jackson (Rockabilly Legend), 2011
Southern Culture on the Skids, 2010
Sonia Leigh, 2010
Junior Brown, (Country music legend), 2010
Ryan Bingham and the Dead Horses (songwriter and performer of two songs from the 2009 film Crazy Heart, starring Jeff Bridges, and winner of the 2010 Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song for the song The Weary Kind).
Unknown Hinson (2009 winner of the Independent Music Award for Best Alternative Country Song)
Rachel Sage (2004 and 2006 Independent Music Award-Winner)
Rebecca Zapen (2009 winner of the Just Plain Folks award for Best Cabaret Song, guest on Whaddya Know on PBS)

The song On the Road was feature

Lyrics

Sorrow

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Sorrow

I think your heart’s got a little rock in it
And if you don’t mind me saying it it keeps you from rolling with it
Now I’m sittin’ here kinda stupidly
Waiting for a rock to grow into a tree
Oh, I think your heart’s got a little rock in it

The old lady said, “Girl, I think you need some glasses.
Is this the kind of measure of a man now that passes?
Ever since you gave your heart away
Your black hair has turned to grey.”
The old lady said, “Girl, I think you need some glasses.”

Oooo, Sorrow

Tomorrow I’m gonna drink until I drown
My body’ll float down river ‘till it can’t be found
I can’t wait until I can be free
There’s fewer complications out there in the sea
Oh, tomorrow, I’m gonna drink until I drown

The Devil’ll say, “What the Hell have you done?
What kind of idiot loses what can’t be won?”
And I’ll say, “Hush, I would do it twice,
I had a couple minutes there in Paradise.”
Oh, the Devil’ll say, “What the Hell have you done?”

Oooo, Sorrow

Holding You to Blame

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Holding You to Blame

You shouldn’t trust me I hold you but I don’t care
I’m the only one who knows, just me and my love affair
But he’s so, and then he, it drives me insane
I want him to leave her, so I can leave you, but I’m holding you to blame

When we were married, we were so young, you should have known
There would be others that I would think of to have and to hold
But he’s so, and then he, it drives me insane
I want him to leave her, so I can leave you but I’m holding you to blame

I’m holding you tight, but it ain’t right, I’m not holding you
I put on my dress, so I look my best but I’m being untrue

I spent a lifetime looking for you, you were looking for me
Now I’ve spent two, or maybe three times that, just trying to leave
But he’s so, and then he, it drives me insane
I want him to leave her, so I can leave you but I’m holding you to blame

Rub it Out

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Rub it Out

The water’s dirty the clothes are too
There’s nothing more that we can do
Just keep rubbin’
Rub it out and make it clean

The basket’s full, there’s baskets more
I say we better rub it with a washboard on the floor
Oh we’re rubbin’
Rub it out and make it sing

Rub a rub, rub a rub
Rub it out and make it clean
Rub a rub, rub a rub
Rub it out and make it sing

Every week when the cleanings due
Rub it hard for the neighborhood
Just keep rubbin’
Rub it out and make it clean

Once I’m done a rubbin’
I’m feelin’ mighty good
I know you look best in the neighborhood
‘Cause we were rubbin’
Rubbed it out and made it sing
Yeah we were rubbin
Rubbed it out and made it clean

Aren't You Sorry Now

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Aren’t You Sorry Now

You said that you wanted a baby, you said that you knew how
Now that you’re havin’ a baby, aren’t you sorry now?

You said that you wanted to marry, you planned it out and how
Now that you are married, aren’t you sorry now?

Thought you were gettin’ old, frettin ‘bout your eggs
Went jumping to eternity and you weren’t too proud to beg

Looking from the outside he’s not a high quality guy
Mrs. Toad, that’s a heavy load, oh, aren’t you sorry now?

Now you’ve got a little one who depends on you
But you’ve devised a plan unwise, ‘cause you depend on who?

You said that you wanted a baby, you said that you knew how
But now that you are married, aren’t you sorry now?
Aren’t you sorry now? Aren’t you sorry now?

Showdown

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Showdown

Stop, stay right there, keep standing outside
Would you not touch my hair
You know how weak I am for you

Don’t with your blue eyes, your husband disguise
Would you not play with me
You know how weak I am for you

Dear, this is not a showdown
But how can I keep giving, if you keep turning me down?

There, there I am as today, lonely old lady
Because I pushed you away
You know how weak I am for you

Please, please I plead on a note, please I sing
Please get into the boat
You know how weak I am for you

(Without a Man) I'm a Rabid Dog

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

(Without a Man) I’m a Rabid Dog

I’m walking the parks, I’m pounding the streets
I’m not looking west, I’m not looking east
I’m a dangerous girl, I’m way out of hand
Somebody better get this girl a man
I live in a whirl, I live in a fog
Without a man I’m a rabid dog

I might need a leash to keep me back
I’m seeing pure love in every Jack
It would be wise to accompany me
It’s a contribution to society
I live in a whirl, I live in a fog
Without a man I’m a rabid dog

I see you through the window
Of the record store
I walk around the block
So I can see you once more
I’ve got to keep moving so I won’t give in
To low thoughts of loving and living in sin
I live in a whirl, I live in a fog
Without a man I’m a rabid dog

God's Not Oz

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

God’s Not Oz

God's not Oz, God's not Oz, God's not Santa Claus
You've probably thought about it and you might disagree
But I'm sure he's not the white guy
We're seeing on TV

God's a bug, God's a bug, God's a lot like love
I'm not afraid of what I say
'Cause God and I talk every day
God's a bug

Hell is here, Heaven's beer. God's a four course meal
Some folks say he's here on Earth
I like to keep him in my shirt
God's a meal

God's a bird, a bird in flight God's a mockingbird at night
So how'd we get God hand in hand
With killing off our fellow man?
God's a bird
God's a beer
God's a bug

Truly Glad

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Truly Glad

It’s been years but I saw you on the street today
It always seemed we ran in similar groups
But I felt a tinge of jealousy
When you hooked up with a girl like me
You should have suffered more
But that’s not nice
I’m truly glad you’re hers and you’re not mine

I was wishing I could sit down with your momma
And ask her ‘bout some food that she made well
But I don’t want to see you jolly
Or your creepy ways Svengali
You carried on, on your married way
But you didn’t want to marry in the day

And I’m sure your baby’s sweet
I hear your wife is cool
I got married and I finished up in school
Oh I got my ire up
To see you happy and set up

You should have suffered more
But that’s not nice
I’m truly glad you’re hers and you’re not mine

I could give you credit for helping me along
You’d say I learned a lot of life from you
I’d say I learned a darker side
That sours me from time to time
And learned how disappointments make me blue
That I let time go wasted like a fool

You should have suffered more
But that’s not nice
You should have had to pay a higher price
You could have thought of me once or twice
I’m truly glad you’re hers and you’re not mine

Taxidermist's Daughter

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Taxidermist’s Daughter

Go on, get out of bed, chase the worries from you head
It’s all taken care of it’s fine (Lord, it’s fine)
You don’t have to look no farther than a taxidermist’s daughter
To ease away a fellow’s troubled mind

I’m sure you want a better girl, I’m sure that it’s not me
I’m somewhere at the bottom of this society
But if you look the other way and pick me up tonight
We could open up our hears and love with all our might

The girls in pearls who travel the world
They seem to be wrapped up in style
But there’s no mystery to me how they seem to be so free
They’re not haunted by your deep enchanting smile

Darkness at My Door

Written By: Laurel Lee Welch

Darkness at my Door

How long how long has that evening train been gone
How long how long how long?
Why did leave here and leave me so lost and all alone
Has it been a year or more?

I remember the moonlight that shined into your eyes
Every moment I loved you more
By and by, by and by I won’t even have to cry
There is darkness at my door

How strong how strong should I be to get along
How strong how strong, how strong?
For there are others, the lovers
Who want to hold my hand
I should want a better man

Discography

Some songs are streaming on myspace.com/laurelleeandtheescapees

Showdown, 2010, Jacksonville, Florida.
Eastward Pioneer, 2007, Orange Park, Florida.
Why Dont We Dont Get Married, 2005, Portland, Oregon.

Set List

Our typical set list is as follows:
Sharmaine
Why Don't We Don't Get Married
I Don't Miss Missing You
I Should Not be in the Kitchen
Holding You to Blame
Showdown
Sorrow
Aren't You Sorry Now
Rub it Out
Writing on the Wall
Taxidermist's Daughter
Maybe He Died
I Gave What I Had
Have You Ever

Full List of Songs:
A Call at Five
Arent You sorry Now
Chicken Bomb
Darkness at My Door
Eastward Pioneer
Gods not Oz
Going to My Sisters House Tonight
Half of Me
Have You Ever
Holding You to Blame
I Dont Miss Missing You
I Dont Want to (But I Can)
I Gave what I Had
I Should Not be in the Kitchen
I Would Have Liked To Have Stayed
Ill Smoke
Im Not Gonna Work Here Anymore
Maybe He Died
Not That Kind of Friend
Oh Dear Me
On the Road
Rub it Out
Sharmaine
Showdown
Sing me to sleep
Sorrow
Sugar on the side
Take it Like a Man
Taxidermists Daughter
Tell me
That Aint Right
Thats What Apart meant
There in Tennessee
Truly Glad
Waiting Waltz
Walk of Shame