the Hot Carls

the Hot Carls

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The Hot Carls are the World's Greatest Honky Tonk Rock N' Roll band. Take the soul of George Jones, the swagger of the Rolling Stones, and the attitude of the Sex Pistols and you might begin to understand the awesome power of the Hot Carls.

Biography

The Hot Carls have billed themselves as “The World’s Greatest Honky Tonk Rock N’ Roll Band,” and anyone who has seen their electrifying live act will testify it’s a hard claim to refute. With both feet planted firmly in the hallowed cow-punk grounds of forefathers Jason & the Scorchers and Uncle Tupelo, the band has been described as a mix of George Jones’ soul, the Rolling Stones’ swagger, and the Sex Pistols’ attitude.

The Hot Carls was formed in early 2006 and performed its first shows in the summer of that year. By the fall, the band had been asked by Hellbilly Booking to open a few shows on the One Month of Misery tour with Those Poor Bastards and Joey Allcorn & His Hillbilly Band. Unreliability necessitated some early roster changes, but the core of the current line-up (Ellis Dee, Carl Williams, and Shawn Patch) was solidified in the early winter of 2007. Rick Barbour became the newest Carl in March of 2007.

Señor Ellis Dee-ablo (lead vocals, rhythm guitar) is the founder and sole original member of the Hot Carls. Influenced by his heroes George Jones, Keith Richards and Prince, Ellis began writing songs at the tender age of 7, and started performing onstage as a teenager in the classic rock cover band Borderline. He also tried his hand at prog-rock (Catapult) and hardcore punk (Asshole Cancer), before starting the Hot Carls.

Carl Williams (drums, background vocals) was a seasoned veteran of the Chicago club scene well before he turned 18. With over 25 years of experience on the stage and in the studio, he has added his expert drumming to bands like Temper (alternative rock) and the Ardent Fools (rockabilly). Williams can repair and tune drums just as easily as he can destroy them and has worked as a drum tech for bands like KISS Army, Blackfoot, and Lucky 13.

Shawn Patch (lead guitar) became a very important piece of the Hot Carls puzzle, when he brought his keen ear for melody and pyrotechnic guitar playing to the band. Patch began playing guitar in his early teens, and has synthesized influences as diverse as Guns ‘N’ Roses, Stevie Ray Vaughan and Son Volt into a signature sound that’s every bit as distinct as they are. As a founding member of the 404s, Patch has played in clubs from Georgia to Vermont and as far west as New Mexico.

Rick Barbour (bass, background vocals) got his start playing in the bluegrass quartet the Thousand Sticks Express, which is fitting since he comes to us from Kentucky. Though he was initially influenced by Flatt & Scruggs and the Osborne Brothers, his 30 years of playing has taken him to almost every genre imaginable. Early in his career, Barbour toured extensively with the metal outfits Danang and Tara Thunder. He was also a member of the popular Greensboro grunge band Prometheus Bound in the mid-90’s.

Collectively, the four members of the Hot Carls have nearly a century of playing experience, have performed in nearly every state in the eastern half of the United States, and have shared the stage with Mojo Nixon as well as members of the Flying Burrito Brothers, Mudjunkie, Pioneers of Alaska, and Wayne Hancock’s touring band.

Lyrics

Easy Way Out

Written By: Ellis Dee & Shawn Patch

It's good to hear your voice again
God knows it's been a while
The last time I saw you
You were carrying a nail and a file
You were picking up the pieces
Lord, and shakin' 'em down
I tried to beg you to stay, but I
Thought I'd lost more than I found

So, I'm out on the highway
Can't see nothin' for miles
Tryin' to get on my feet again
Been a long, long while
The on-ramps and off-ramps
They look the same to me now
I'm tryin' hard to outrun myself
But there's no easy way out

Some things you can't fit together
Others fall in a line
They lay there so perfectly
Just like the Master's design
I recall the day you found me
Stumblin' 'round in a daze
Taught me more than I thought I needed
And I still dream of those days

While I'm out on the highway
Can't see nothin' for miles
Tryin' to get on my feet again
Been a long, long while
The coming and going
It's all the same to me now
You were scared of your feelings
You took the easy way out

I hear you're back in our old town
They say you've found your pearl
You've put it all back together
You're someone else's girl

But me, I'm out on the highway
Can't see nothin' for miles
Tryin' to get on my feet again
Been a long, long while
The on-ramps and off-ramps
They look the same to me now
I'm tryin' hard to outrun myself
But there's no easy way out

Smirnoff Morning

Written By: Ellis Dee

Ten hours on the interstate - my eyes still see white lines
And I can feel an angel swimming in my head
Strung out in the car like the strings on our guitars
And your name's forever tattooed on my heart

It's another Smirnoff morning, a Jack Daniels afternoon
And cocaine in the middle of the night
A hundred miles from Tuscaloosa, ten thousand miles out of my mind
With a girl who looks like you behind the wheel

Burrito's in the backseat messed up on mescaline
And there's a girl who won't stop tapping on the glass
I'm foaming at the mouth; she says she's heading south
And her perfume smells just like a backstage pass

It's another Smirnoff morning, a Jack Daniels afternoon
And cocaine in the middle of the night
A hundred miles from Tuscaloosa, ten thousand miles out of my mind
With a girl who looks like you behind the wheel

There's reefer in the console, booze under the seat
And George Jones singing on the radio
He's talking about the good old days, but this is all so new to me
And I've give my life to be lying by your side

And it's another Smirnoff morning, a Jack Daniels afternoon
And cocaine in the middle of the night
A hundred miles from Tuscaloosa, ten thousand miles out of my mind
With a girl who looks like you behind the wheel

And it's another Smirnoff morning, a Jack Daniels afternoon
And Lord the cocaine helps you play all night
A hundred miles from Tuscaloosa, ten thousand miles out of my mind
With a girl who looks like you behind the wheel

And it’s another Smirnoff morning, a Jack Daniels afternoon
And cocaine in the middle of the night

How Much More Can She Stand

Written By: Ellis Dee

D G D
The lines cut much deeper than her age
D A7
And the trail of tears runs down her cheeks - this is not the life she planned
D G D
And she shrinks away from me and cries each time I touch her
D A7 D
And I wonder how much more can she stand

D G D
She's seen all of her dreams turn into nightmares
D A7
And though she sits in silence, her eyes say more than the best words can
D G D
Her body is right here with me, but her mind is half a world away
D A7 D D7
And I wonder how much more can she stand

G D
Yes, I wonder how much more can she stand
D A7
How much longer can she lay beside the empty shell of a man
D G D
When she shivers at the sight of our love's blood on my hands
D A7 D
Lord, I wonder how much more can she stand

D A7 D A7 D
Lord, I wonder how much more can she stand

Plans

Written By: Ellis Dee

There's a sparkle in your eyes that shines like diamonds
A desire that rages like the fires of Hell
A name upon your lips that sounds like treason
And a guilty look that I know all too well

It's plain to see that there's nothing here for me
I should make way for your new man
Guess I should know when it's time for me to go
'Cause I don't fit in your plans

I've seen you lust just like a woman
I've seen you break down like a child
I've seen you play the part of saint and sinner
But I hate to see you out there running wild

It's hard to see you turn away from me
As I make my final stand
I watch you go with a head full of snow
And I know that I don't fit in your plans

No use to pretend, this is how the story ends
The book's been buried in the sand
I'll just lie low while you end this minstrel show
'Cause I don't fit in your plans

Groovin' in the Backseat

Written By: Ellis Dee

I saw my baby last night with another man
I saw my baby last night with another man
They was doing some things I did not understand

She was sitting in his car parked outside the liquor store
She was sitting in his car parked outside the liquor store
She was painted up and powdered up like some Tallahassee whore

They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat - all i could do was cry

She was moving in time with the rhythm of the tamborine
She was moving in time with the rhythm of the tamborine
And she was right on cue every time he made her scream

The car was reelin’ and rockin', Lord, shakin' from side to side
The car was reelin’ and rockin', Lord, shakin' from side to side
Though the car wasn't rollin’, they was having one hell of a ride

They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat - all i could do was cry

I went back inside to get another bottle of Jack
I went back inside to get another bottle of Jack
I stirred some cocaine in the whiskey when I got out back

I saw my baby last night with another man
I saw my baby last night with another man
And they saw me, too, with a pistol in my hand

They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
Groovin' in the backseat (groovin' in the backseat)
They was groovin' in the backseat – and that’s right there where they died

Demons

Written By: Ellis Dee

Capo 2nd fret

[A] Down my street the world is turning
[E] I don't know which way it's going
[D] But whichever way it goes is fine [A] with me

[A] There's a woman in my window
[E] Who really shouldn't be there
[D] I can close the blinds, but I can't lose [A] her face

[D] The man on the TV keeps on [A] smiling
[D] Even though his first and last name are [A] the same
[D] The only thing the blind man sees are the [F#m] words that are never said
[D] And I'm just battling [E] the demons in [A] my head

[A] I started back on blackerries
[E] Like He turned water into wine
[D] But you can't bet that wasn't water in [A] my cup

[A] One thing leads to another
[E] But you probably shouldn't follow
[D] I made my getaway, but things got way [A] out of hand

[D] There's a girl who can't stop laughing while she's [A] crying
[D] She swears there's nothing funnier [A] than pain
[D] And she's turning down the sheets, while I'm [F#m] turning out the lights
[D] I'd like to turn off [E] these demons in [A] my head

[A] I can't seem to find my feelings
[E] So I guess that I've misplaced them
[D] Or I sold them for some pills three [A] weeks ago

[A] The telephone keeps on screaming
[E] She's begging me to answer
[D] But I gave up on talking, when she gave [A] in to him

[D] Her car keeps on turning in his [A] driveway
[D] And it's dark, but she ain't turning on [A] the lights
[D] In a few years I'll turn 30 - I'd like to [F#m] turn to ash instead
[D] I still can't turn off [E] these demons in [A] my head

Set List

Hank
Ramblin' Man
World of Sin
Voodoo Child
Demons
Plans
I Promise
You Better Treat Your Man Right
How Much More Can She Stand
Dirty Girl
Talkin' to the Blues
Easy Way Out
78
Slipping From My Hand
Groovin' in the Backseat
Smirnoff Morning
Stay Here and Drink