This self-proclaimed Americronica is a new musical breed that brings together the best elements of Tin-Pan Alley songwriting with 1960s, 70s and 80s Southern Rock and Pop.
The KANUDE debut record features Eric Jarvis on drums (Laidlaw, Darrin Love), George Reiff on bass (Ray Wylie Hubbard, Charlie Sexton, Ian Moore), Billy Harvey on guitar (Bob Schneider, Trish Murphy, Steve Poltz), Eric "Roscoe" Ambel on guitar (The Bottle Rockets, Steve Earle), and Rick Thompson (Moses Guest) playing clav and organ. KANUDE has been performing live with The Lawmen: Craig Feazel on guitar and pedal steel, Mark Riddell on bass, and Shane Waller on drums.
Lars Goransson (Blondie, The Cardigans) mixed the record in Austin, and Dave McNair (Angelique Kidjo, Bob Schneider) mastered it in NYC.
Chris Knudson has lived and worked previously in New York, Los Angeles and Berlin, Germany, recording with producer/musicians Brad Albetta (Sean Lennon, Martha Wainwright) and Theo Mondle (Beck), under the moniker "Val Holler."
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"'Sweet But Sour' sounds like Bowie and Ian Hunter jamming ‘Synchronicity II’ with Frank Zappa writing the arrangement. That’s my favorite.” – Dan Workman, Producer/Sugar Hill Studios owner
Wheels
Kanude Lyrics
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I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
Whistle blows, get out of jail. Still got grease under my nails.
I push the shifter up to third. And pull away from the herd.
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
Streets are wet and the county dry. Moon is out like a late-night pie.
Booze is flowing strong and clean. I see the lights of Palestine.
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
Drinks are cold and the joint is hot. Dancing girls give it all they got.
I let one blow my dice for luck. She says to me, You know I like to cook.
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
I put the Fifty-One in gear. Crank it up cause I got no fear.
We drive around, and around the bend. Till the sun comes out again.
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's feeling fine
The lyrics of Kanude's song "Wheels" depict a narrative of the singer driving towards the county line with his baby. The song begins by acknowledging that the singer has "wheels rolling toward the county line" and that his "baby she's looking fine." The first couplet of the song sets the tone and direction of the narrative.
The second verse mentions a whistle blowing and the singer getting out of jail. The lines "Still got grease under my nails" and "I push the shifter up to third" are probably referring to the singer's experience as a mechanic or a driver. He then pulls away from the herd, possibly indicating that he's leaving behind his old ways and past troubles.
The third verse describes a scene where the streets are wet, the county is dry, the moon is out, and booze is flowing "strong and clean". The singer sees the lights of Palestine, which could either indicate a place or a metaphor.
The fourth verse talks about the singer's arrival at a joint: "Drinks are cold and the joint is hot. Dancing girls give it all they got." The singer lets one of the girls blow his dice for luck. She says that she likes to cook.
The final verse talks about the singer cranking up the car and driving around the bend until the sun comes out again. This could be a metaphor for the singer finding redemption or a new beginning.
Overall, the song is a mixture of metaphors, nostalgia, and Americana. The narrative of the song is immersive, and the lyrics are twangy and memorable.
Line by Line Meaning
I got wheels, wheels rolling toward the county line
I have a vehicle that is moving towards the boundary of the county.
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's looking fine
I have a car and my partner looks attractive.
Whistle blows, get out of jail. Still got grease under my nails.
The sound of the whistle signals my release from prison, but I still have dirt under my fingernails.
I push the shifter up to third. And pull away from the herd.
I change gears to shift into third and separate myself from the group.
Streets are wet and the county dry. Moon is out like a late-night pie.
The streets are damp while the county is dry. The moon is visible and bright like a pie eaten late at night.
Booze is flowing strong and clean. I see the lights of Palestine.
Alcoholic drinks are being served quickly and smoothly. I can see the lights of Palestine in the distance.
Drinks are cold and the joint is hot. Dancing girls give it all they got.
The drinks are cold, and the venue is warm with excitement. The dancing girls are putting on an enthusiastic performance.
I let one blow my dice for luck. She says to me, You know I like to cook.
I allowed someone to roll my dice as I believe in luck. She tells me that she enjoys cooking.
I put the Fifty-One in gear. Crank it up cause I got no fear.
I put my 1951 car in gear, and I feel no fear.
We drive around, and around the bend. Till the sun comes out again.
We drive around the bend repeatedly until the sun reappears.
I got wheels, wheels and my baby she's feeling fine
I have a car and my partner is feeling well.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Chris Knudson, Tomas Glass
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