This whiskey fueled two-man frenzy of blues-driven rock'n'roll noise straig… Read Full Bio ↴This whiskey fueled two-man frenzy of blues-driven rock'n'roll noise straight from Fort Wayne, Indiana promise to hit you like a shock wave and show you a foot-stompin' good time. Left Lane Cruiser is comprised of Joe Evans on slide guitar and vocals with Brenn Beck on one big-ass bass drum, harmonica and a toolbox full of percussive gear. The raw blues duo of LLC have practiced through thick and thin to hone a sound unlike any other and have been together long enough to have previously released a couple of self-produced EPs. "Let your soul drive what you do" is the premise of their music, "give it all you got, and everything is an instrument: trash cans, paint trays, hubcaps, ladders, you name it." Learning their craft by playing at house parties, at the corner streets of their home town, and rehearsing in a heatless garage, they have developed their personal take on the North Mississippi Hill Country sound. They have toured relentlessly, sharing the stage with artists such as Robert Belfour, Black Diamond Heavies, Hillstomp, and Chris Cotton among others. They have also appeared at the infamous Deep Blues festival in River Falls Wisconsin in 2007. "Bring Yo' Ass To The Table" is the culmination of everything these boys have experienced as a band during the four years of their existence, it's "greasy hot, shaved dry, and crazier than your smokin' methed-up ex-girlfriend who keeps singin' ÔDown By The River I Shot My Baby' thru a two-dollar pawn shop mic she jerry-rigged thru that ol' gunshot black & white TV in the backyard and dedicating it to you with love m*therf*cker" to quote Deep Blues guru Rick Saunders.

The Waltz
Left Lane Cruiser Lyrics

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Hand me down blues, keep on kickin'
Hand me down rhythm, cut from dirty blood
Deep in that ground
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on
Hand me down that ol' dirty-ass shovel
Hand me down black, dirty mud in the blood upon the brain
Gotta keep running

Keep moving on
Hand me down roads keep the engine trippin'
Hand me down engine blocks cracked
From blown-out gears in the box
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on

Everybody tell me, man, just pull out back
Creep up slow, keep that thing running
Yeah, it takes time to chase your dreams
Better keep that thing strummin'

Sweet jibba jam is bamba lamba
That's the blood that bleeds drips, drowns down
Crowns into sound
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on
Get a hit of the butter roll black molasses
Keep a grease feast beast, streaks, leaks down on the crease
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on
Get the reaper creep and crawl on the crust
Diggin' wells deep down into veins of olive oil
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on

All the people tell me, man, just pull out back
Creep up slow, keep that thing running
Yeah, it takes time to chase your dreams
Better keep that thing strummin'

Keep my axe jacks with back taxes
Keep my dizzy like Thin Lizzy
Cold sweat running down the back of neck
Gotta keep running
Keep moving on
Sometime juice keep me stepping hard with my roll
People stop and asked me
Hey, what the hell you sound like that?"

Gotta keep running
Keep moving on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Left Lane Cruiser's song The Waltz in 2-3 reflect the tough and unrelenting world of the blues. The song is about persistence and determination, with the singer repeatedly reminding himself to keep moving and never stop. The repeated phrase "Hand me down" suggests a lineage of blues music that's been passed down through generations, and the use of dirty and broken-down imagery throughout the song reinforces the idea of the blues as something rough and gritty.

The first verse sets the tone by referring to the "deep ground," suggesting the roots of the blues are deeply imbedded in the earth. The singer refers to a "dirty-ass shovel" and "black, dirty mud," both of which represent the hardships and struggles that are inherent in the blues. The second verse continues this theme, with references to "engine blocks cracked" and "blown-out gears" suggesting that even the machines used to play the music have had to endure hardship.

The chorus reinforces the song's theme of persistence, as the singer describes the need to keep running and moving forward. The repeated line "Creep up slow, keep that thing running" suggests that progress may be slow, but it's always possible if you keep moving. The final verse sees the singer talking about himself and his own struggles, referring to "back taxes" and "cold sweat running down the back of neck." Yet he still keeps moving, determined to chase his dreams and keep his music alive.

Line by Line Meaning

Hand me down blues, keep on kickin'
I may have inherited the blues, but I don't let it keep me down. I keep fighting and pushing forward.

Hand me down rhythm, cut from dirty blood
I've got the rhythm in my blood, but it's not clean or perfect - it's raw and gritty, like the blues itself.

Deep in that ground
The roots of the blues run deep, reaching down to the very soul of the earth.

Gotta keep running
Life is a journey, and I can't slow down. The pursuit of my dreams and passions requires constant movement and effort.

Keep moving on
No matter how hard it gets, I have to keep pushing forward, one step at a time.

Hand me down that ol' dirty-ass shovel
I don't need fancy tools or resources - I'll work with whatever I've got, even if it's old or broken down.

Hand me down black, dirty mud in the blood upon the brain
The grit and grime of the blues has forever stained my soul and my mind, giving me a unique perspective on life and music.

Hand me down roads keep the engine trippin'
The roads I travel are rough and worn, but they lead me to new experiences and inspirations.

Hand me down engine blocks cracked
Like my old, beat-up engine, I may be damaged and flawed, but I can still run well enough to keep moving forward.

From blown-out gears in the box
I've faced my share of failures and setbacks, but I won't let them defeat me or bring me to a halt.

Everybody tell me, man, just pull out back
People might tell me to slow down or take a rest, but I know that I need to keep working and striving towards my goals.

Creep up slow, keep that thing running
I might not make progress quickly or easily, but as long as I keep going, I'll eventually reach my destination.

Yeah, it takes time to chase your dreams
Success isn't easy or immediate - it takes a lot of time, dedication, and hard work to achieve your goals.

Better keep that thing strummin'
No matter what, I have to keep playing music and expressing myself. It's what keeps me going.

Sweet jibba jam is bamba lamba
The music I make might not make sense to everyone, but it's a reflection of my unique style and perspective.

That's the blood that bleeds drips, drowns down
My music is infused with the same raw, gritty energy that runs through my veins - it's a part of who I am.

Crowns into sound
The music I make is like a crown on my head, giving me confidence and power to face life's challenges.

Get a hit of the butter roll black molasses
My taste in music and life might be unconventional, but it's rich and satisfying, like a delicious, indulgent treat.

Keep a grease feast beast, streaks, leaks down on the crease
I might not always look or act like a conventional musician, but I'm true to myself and my style, no matter what.

Get the reaper creep and crawl on the crust
Life can be dark and scary, but I face it head-on, unafraid of whatever might come my way.

Diggin' wells deep down into veins of olive oil
I delve deep into my life experiences and emotions, mining them for new ideas and inspiration for my music.

Keep my axe jacks with back taxes
My guitar might not be new or fancy, but it's a part of my identity and my story, and I treasure it dearly.

Keep my dizzy like Thin Lizzy
I might feel a little lost or disoriented at times, but I channel that energy into my music, like the iconic band Thin Lizzy did.

Cold sweat running down the back of neck
I might feel nervous or apprehensive at times, but I don't let it stop me from performing or pursuing my dreams.

Sometime juice keep me stepping hard with my roll
There are moments when I'm filled with energy and inspiration, and those are the moments that I pour into my music.

People stop and asked me
My music might catch people's attention or surprise them, but I'm always willing to share my story and my sound with anyone who will listen.

Hey, what the hell you sound like that?"
My music might be unconventional or unique, but it's an expression of myself and my story, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Writer(s): Joe Evans

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