Barbara Keith began her career at the Café Wha? in Greenwich Village, following in the footsteps of Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix, Bill Cosby and many others who got their start in that hallowed dive. She was soon recording for MGM/Verve, A&M, and Warner Brothers. Her songs have been covered by such diverse artists as Tanya Tucker, Barbra Streisand, The Dillards, Melanie, Hank Snow, Lowell George and others. “The Bramble and the Rose” has become a folk standard – often receiving the ultimate compliment of being mistaken for a traditional song.
Her husband Doug Tibbles had a whole other life before drumming – A native of Los Angeles, he was a TV writer for such shows as “The Munsters”, “Bewitched”, “Andy Griffith”, “My Three Sons”, “Family Affair”, and many more.
Unhappy with show business in general, Barbara gave back her major label advance, Doug quit his one-day-old job as story editor for “Happy Days”, and they went underground. Doug took up drums and son John took up bass at age eleven. Reclusive by choice, the band moved from L.A. to Western Massachusetts to write and woodshed. They began playing the occasional show while recording in their cellar.
When best selling author Elmore Leonard (“Get Shorty”, “Jackie Brown”, “Out of Sight”) walked in the Troubadour in L.A. one night looking for inspiration for his sequel to “Get Shorty”, he discovered The Stone Coyotes.
They became the model for Chili Palmer’s next adventure, “Be Cool”. Leonard said, “ It was music I could understand…straight ahead rock and roll with a twang. And there are good stories going on in the songs.” He included their lyrics in the book and dedicated it to them. He and the band made a string of appearances together around the country with a Words and Music Tour – from New York’s Mercury Lounge to L.A.’s Viper Room.
More recently with five songs on "Dog the Bounty Hunter", they gained national attention, but it is the grass roots, word-of-mouth response to their music that continues their momentum.
“The Stone Coyotes are a rare wild beast in a domesticated music industry.”
- Rolling Stone Online
“The Stone Coyotes’ hefty sound melds AC/DC’s charging power chords with a country troubadour’s literate observations.”
- New York Magazine
“The Stone Coyotes crank out unpretentious rock that has grime on its fingers and transcendence in its heart.”
- The Nashville Scene
“Poised to be the coolest husband-wife-and-son rock and roll trio ever…Those wary of a hype short on substance should rest assured – this family has the chops to back it up.”
- The L. A. Weekly
“Powerful and gritty, with just a hint of sweetness and sorrow.”
- Real Detroit Weekly
“Likely one of the festival’s best discoveries… The Stone Coyotes rocked and shocked the Horseshoe audience Saturday night with their AC/DC meets Patsy Cline sound.”
- Toronto Now
Situation Out Of Control
The Stone Coyotes Lyrics
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My back's to the wall
Send me some assistance
We've got a bar-room brawl
Smoke-filled, dressed to kill
Looking like a full-scale riot
When all I ever wanted
Somebody get me out of this hole
(These wheels continue to roll)
(Have mercy, mercy on my soul)
Situation out of control
Takin' the curve
At a high rate of speed
He said, "Wouldn't you know
This is all I need
Bad luck, pile-up
Praying that the brakes will hold
Don't you know
It makes my blood run cold?"
Hey, hey
Flames going higher and higher
Is it World War III?
Is this a trial by fire?
Ripstop, sure shot
Lord, they're creeping up behind
Bye bye, Baby
I'm crying on the battleline
The Stone Coyotes's song "Situation Out of Control" is a tale of chaos and distress, depicting individuals caught up in various uncontrolled circumstances. The song opens with the singer calling for assistance, as he finds himself backed against the wall amidst a bar-room brawl. He longs for some peace and quiet, but instead, he is engulfed in smoke, dressed to kill, and witnessing a full-scale riot. As he cries out for assistance, he expresses his desire to escape the situation out of control, as his wheels continue to roll, with mercy on his soul.
The second verse continues with the theme of uncontrolled situations as the singer describes a driver taking a curve at a high rate of speed. The driver laments his situation, claiming that bad luck and pile-up have brought him to his knees. The singer describes the scene as flames go higher and higher, comparing it to World War III, as he witnesses a trial by fire. The driver begins to panic as the situation worsens, hoping and praying that the brakes hold, but his blood runs cold with fear. The singer's final words are for Baby, whom he bids goodbye, as he cries on the battleline.
Overall, the song's major themes center around the chaos and uncertainty of life, especially situations that seem to spiral out of control. The singer is resigned to the fact that he is powerless to control some situations, but he urges the listener to be vigilant and prepared for when such moments arise. Despite the chaos, he tries to hold onto some semblance of hope and to encourage others to do the same.
Line by Line Meaning
Calling all cars
Asking for help
My back's to the wall
In a tricky situation
Send me some assistance
Requesting aid
We've got a bar-room brawl
There's a fight happening
Smoke-filled, dressed to kill
The environment is hectic and everyone is on edge
Looking like a full-scale riot
The situation is intense and chaotic
When all I ever wanted
This wasn't what was expected
Was just a little peace and quiet
Wishing for calmness and serenity
Somebody get me out of this hole
Urgently asking for help to escape the mess
(These wheels continue to roll)
The situation keeps getting worse
(Have mercy, mercy on my soul)
Desperately pleading for leniency and help
Situation out of control
The scenario is getting unmanageable
Takin' the curve
Navigating through the obstacle
At a high rate of speed
Quickly and recklessly
He said, "Wouldn't you know
Realizing that things are always problematic
This is all I need
Another obstacle to overcome
Bad luck, pile-up
A series of unfortunate events
Praying that the brakes will hold
Hoping that the situation does not get any worse
Don't you know
Are you not aware?
It makes my blood run cold?
It's giving me chills
Hey, hey
Listen up!
Flames going higher and higher
The situation is intensifying
Is it World War III?
Is this a catastrophic event?
Is this a trial by fire?
Is this a test of strength?
Ripstop, sure shot
Quick to act and confident in decision-making
Lord, they're creeping up behind
The trouble is catching up
Bye bye, Baby
Goodbye, farewell
I'm crying on the battleline
I'm at my wits' end
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MICK JAGGER, KEITH RICHARDS
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