He started his career in the early 1970s as a singer in spit 'n' sawdust bars. Initially, he was deeply influenced by the beat generation, novelists like Jack Kerouac and William S. Burroughs, and poets like Allen Ginsberg and Charles Bukowski. Waits is often compared to Charles Bukowski, being similar both in content and lifestyle
Waits was unable to make a living from his music in the 70s because his classical bar music, based in pre-rock, and Americana, blues, and Vaudeville styles were not popular. Waits's voice back then was soft, warm and clear.
Waits subsequently developed a devoted cult following and has influenced subsequent songwriters, despite having little radio or music video support. In fact, his songs are perhaps best known to the general public in the form of cover versions of more visible artists, such as the Eagles, Bruce Springsteen and Rod Stewart.
Although Waits’s albums have met with mixed commercial success in his native United States, they have occasionally achieved gold album sales status in other countries.
Lyrically, Waits's songs are known for atmospheric portrayals of seedy characters and places; he sings about the losers on the streets: alcoholics, junkies, prostitutes and social outcasts, although he also includes more conventional and touching ballads in his repertoire.
While opening for Frank Zappa, the audience catcalled and refused to listen to him; he was an unsuitable match with Zappa's avantgarde style.
Countless cigarettes, gallons of alcohol and many all night parties eventually left their trace in his face and voice.
His more recent gravelly voice can be first heard on Small Change. This distinctive voice turned out to be his trademark. It is described by the Music Hound Rock Album Guide as sounding "like it was soaked in a vat of bourbon, left hanging in the smokehouse for a few months and then taken outside and run over with a car". Small Change with its sentimental ballads, its bar-jazz attitude and Film Noir-oriented stories turned out to be his biggest commercial success in the 1970s.
Waits subsequently developed a more unique style. His songs have grown more abrasive since then, and the arrangements have turned more surreal and experimental with every new record. His life brings him to new visions, as indicated by the direction taken in his "Alice" release.
While composing the soundtrack for Francis Ford Coppola's One From The Heart Waits met Kathleen Brennan, his bride-to-be. They married in 1980 and she helped him quit drinking and smoking. Since their marriage they have been working together on his albums as co-producers and co-writers. It is hard to say which part belongs to her and which to him, but it's easy to see that they make a perfect team. Additionally, his eldest son Casey can be heard on turntables and percussion on Waits's album "Real Gone".
One of Waits's greatest successes was the album "Swordfishtrombones", released in 1983. It struck with his critics and fans alike. He achieved a new level of song writing and left former conventions (and his earlier career) behind. All songs, whether ballads, jive or jazz are played in a completely different way. It seems that Waits had taken the musical archetypes of these styles and made them his own. All tracks are in the quintessential Waits style. They have a striking rawness and listenability and they set the stage for his success and his future career.
The Bad As Me Songfacts reports that 36 years after the release of Waits' first album, Closing Time in 1973, Bad As Me became Waits's first ever top 10 album in the US when it debuted at #6 with 63,000 sales.
In the late 1980s Waits discovered an outlet for his creativity in composing musicals. His first Musical was named "The Black Rider", and is based on "Der Freischütz" by Carl Maria von Weber. It was co-produced by Robert Wilson and the lyrics come from William S. Burroughs. The story is slightly reminiscent of Kurt Weil's and Berthold Brecht's "Three Penny Opera" and the 1930s. The debut performance of the play was in 1990 at the Thalia Theater, Hamburg and has been played by various theatre groups since then.
Waits was also responsible for two other musicals, which later became albums released simultaneously in 2002. One was the musical "Blood Money," which covers the "Woyczek" theme of Georg Büchner. This one is one of the darkest works from Waits. The other musical is based on Lewis Carroll's classic children's novel, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland". "Alice" is very romantic, dreamy and soft, and contains one of Waits most romantic songs. Even though they were released at the same time, the bootlegs of the "Alice" musical were long before traded between fans and were just rearranged and re-mastered for the official release.
Besides many film contributions as composer – the Internet Movie Database imdb.com lists 47 appearances of Waits as composer and 38 soundtracks containing songs by Waits - he also is an actor with a total of 25 appearances, ranging from some mini-roles as a trumpeter in "Heart of Saturday Night" and the R. M. Renfield in "Bram Stoker's Dracula" to the major role of Zack in Jim Jarmusch's "Down by Law". He recently appeared in Roberto Benigni's "The Tiger and the Snow", playing You Can Never Hold Back Spring at Benigni's wedding dream. Even more recently, Waits played Mr.Nick (the Devil) in Terry Gilliam's "The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus".
In addition to a number of concert videos, he also appeared in the critically-acclaimed concert feature film "Big Time" (1990).
Waits has always refused to allow the use of his songs in commercials. He has filed several lawsuits against advertisers for using his material without permission. Waits also successfully sued an advertiser for using a work that was stylistically similar to his work, after he had declined to sell them the rights to his song. He has been quoted as saying, "Apparently the highest compliment our culture grants artists nowadays is to be in an ad — ideally naked and purring on the hood of a new car. I have adamantly and repeatedly refused this dubious honor."
Wrong Side of the Road
Tom Waits Lyrics
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When the wolf bains blooming by the tressle
And get the eyeball of a rooster
And the stones from a ditch
And wash em down with bilge water
And say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
Catch the tears of a window
In a thimble made of glass
Tell your mama and your papa
They can kiss your ass
Poison all the water in the wishin' well
And hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
Burn down all those honeymoons
Put em in a pillow case
And wait next to the switch blades at the amusements park for me
Strangle all the Christmas carols
Scratch out all you prayers
Tie em up with barbed wire
And push them down the stairs
And I'll whittle you a pistol
For reepin' nightmares off the blinds
Those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
Syphon all the gas from your daddy's pickup truck
Fill up Johnny's t bird
I got a couple bucks
Put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds
Tear a bolt of lightning
Off the side of the sky
And throw in the cedar chest
If you want me to tell you why
Bring the gear shift knob from a forty nine mere
And lay down here beside me
Let me hold you in the dirt
And you'll tremble as the flames
Tear the throat out of the night
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
Dig your nails into my back
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You'll be a woman when I catch you
As you fall in love with me
Then with my double barrel shotgun
And a whole box of shells
We'll celebrate the fourth of July
We'll do a hundred mph
Spendin' someone else's dough
And we'll drive all the way to Reno
On the wrong side of the road
The lyrics of Tom Waits's song Wrong Side of the Road depict a series of rebellious acts that challenge and subvert established norms and values. The opening verse sets the tone for the rest of the song, with its bizarre instructions to put a dead cat on the railroad tracks and to drink bilge water mixed with strange ingredients. This verse sets up a sense of lawlessness and anarchy that permeates the rest of the lyrics. The following verses continue to subvert established norms, such as burning down honeymoons and strangling Christmas carols. The overall message of the song seems to be a call to reject conformity and to embrace individuality, regardless of the consequences.
The final verse of the song also emphasizes the theme of breaking the rules, with its celebration of driving at high speeds on the wrong side of the road to Reno. The song seems to suggest that following the rules and conforming to society's expectations is a surefire way to miss out on the joys of life. While the specific acts mentioned in the lyrics are bizarre and extreme, the underlying message of the song is universal and timeless. It speaks to the desire for freedom, individuality, and adventure.
Line by Line Meaning
Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
Disturbing people is your thing, and you don't care if it's a cat or a human, as you don't see them as different.
When the wolf bains blooming by the tressle
You revel in the idea of the weird, even when it's dark and doesn't make sense.
And get the eyeball of a rooster
You enjoy collecting unique and bizarre objects, for reasons even you can't explain.
And the stones from a ditch
You believe that beauty can be found in anything, even the mundane.
And wash em down with bilge water
Your tastes and habits are strange, and you wouldn't be stopped by something as minor as the dirtiness or oddness of what you consume.
And say you'll never snitch
You're willing to go to any length to keep your secrets safe, from promising not to snitch to taking extreme measures.
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
You're not above taking things off others, even if they are still living.
The feather from a buzzard
You don't shy away from the macabre and morbid, and often find beauty in it.
And the blood from the bounty hunter's cold black heart
You take pleasure in enacting revenge on people, especially those that have wronged you.
Catch the tears of a window
You have no qualms about breaking into places and taking things that don't belong to you.
In a thimble made of glass
You don't need much to satisfy yourself, and often appreciate things for what they are, no matter how small or insignificant.
Tell your mama and your papa
You have a rebellious streak and don't mind displeasing authority figures or those that are close to you.
They can kiss your ass
You're confident in yourself and aren't afraid to speak your mind or stand up for what you believe in, even if it goes against what others want.
Poison all the water in the wishing' well
You have an inherently destructive side to you, and don't see the harm in putting others in harm's way.
And hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
You enjoy chaos and are often entertained by others' distress, even if it causes problems.
Burn down all those honeymoons
The life of others is not your concern, and if something gets destroyed, that's just the way things go.
Put em in a pillow case
You can't leave well enough alone and enjoy situations where you can make things worse than they already are.
And wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me
You love danger and find pleasure in putting yourself in harm's way (and by extension, making others feel uneasy).
Strangle all the Christmas carols
You relish in ruining the things that others enjoy, just to see the look on their faces.
Scratch out all your prayers
You're atheistic or skeptical of organized religion and don't see the point in praying or participating in religious customs.
Tie em up with barbed wire
You're not above doing something particularly cruel if it gets you what you want or if it's just for the sake of revenge.
And push them down the stairs
You take pleasure in seeing others suffer or struggle, especially if it's related to their own misfortunes or perceived shortcomings.
And I'll whittle you a pistol
You're resourceful and enjoy creating things out of seemingly nothing or everyday materials.
For reepin' nightmares off the blinds
You're willing to do whatever it takes to get rid of your anxiety, even if it's not in the most healthy or productive way.
Those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
You're paranoid and wary of others, often resorting to underhanded tactics or aggression before even knowing if someone is truly out to get you.
Syphon all the gas from your daddy's pickup truck
You don't see boundaries or respect others' property, instead focusing on your own needs and wants first and foremost.
Fill up Johnny's T bird
You're generous with others (in some ways) and don't mind giving away some of what you have, even if that means taking from someone else.
I got a couple bucks
You aren't rich or powerful, but you know how to make do with what you have, no matter how little it is.
Put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
You enjoy beauty and have a soft spot for the delicate and feminine, even though it doesn't quite fit with the rest of your persona or actions.
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds
You know how to be sneaky and avoid getting caught or getting others involved, but you don't always put in the effort to be thorough in your plans.
Tear a bolt of lightning off the side of the sky
You have an enormous ego and believe that you can accomplish anything you want or take anything that you desire, no matter the cost or the consequences.
And throw in the cedar chest
You store your treasures and secrets in bizarre and unexpected ways, relishing in the obscurity of it all.
If you want me to tell you why
You don't owe anyone an explanation for why you do the things you do, because it's all part of the strange, mad, wild ride that is your life.
Bring the gear shift knob from a forty nine mere
You're not sentimental or sympathetic, and don't understand why others bother to hold onto things that are so mundane or outdated.
And lay down here beside me
You're not afraid to be yourself around others or to show vulnerability, especially when it's with someone that you trust or are close to.
Let me hold you in the dirt
You're not one for comfort or cleanliness, and would rather exist in the raw, unfiltered world than in a sanitized, fake one.
And you'll tremble as the flames
You enjoy thrills and excitement, even when it's painful or potentially dangerous.
Tear the throat out of the night
You're violent and destructive, and don't care if you hurt others or damage the world around you as long as it's in service of what you want.
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
You're passionate and intense, often getting lost in the moment and the emotions that come with it.
Dig your nails into my back
You're willing to push boundaries and test the limits, even if it means going too far or causing injury (emotional or physical) to someone else.
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You want full control of everything and won't let anyone stand in your way, no matter how small or insignificant they seem.
You'll be a woman when I catch you
You're often attracted to danger and are willing to push yourself past your limits (or others' limits) just to see what happens or to prove yourself to yourself/others.
Then with my double barrel shotgun
You're not afraid to take things to the next level and are willing to resort to violence if that's what it takes.
And a whole box of shells
You're prepared for anything and have a plan for everything, no matter how unlikely or crazy it might seem.
We'll celebrate the fourth of July
You find joy in chaos and destruction, even if it comes at the expense of others or is perceived as childish or cruel.
We'll do a hundred mph
You live life on the edge and aren't afraid to take risks, even if they come with the possibility of failure or injury.
Spendin' someone else's dough
You're not above taking advantage of others or using them for your own personal gain, no matter the consequences or the harm it might cause.
And we'll drive all the way to Reno
You're not one to take the easy way out or to run from a challenge or an adventure, even if it's unclear what the endpoint might be.
On the wrong side of the road
You don't live life by the rules, instead carving your own path and creating your own sense of morality and ethics.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, JALMA MUSIC
Written by: TOM WAITS
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"Wrong Side Of The Road"
Tom Waites
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Well put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
Wolf bains blooming by the Tressel
The eyeball of a rooster
Stones from a ditch
Wash em down with bilge water
Say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
A feather from a buzzard
Blood from the bounty hunter's cold black heart
Get the tears of a widow
In a thimble made of glass
Your mama and your papa
They can kiss your ass
Poison all the water
In the wishin' well
And hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree.
And burn down all them honeymoons
Put em in a pillow case
Wait next to the switch blades ...
...and the amusement park for me...
Strangle all the Christmas carols
Trash out all the prayers..
Tie 'em up with barbed wire...
...and push them down the stairs
I'll whittle you a pistol...
For keeping' nightmares off your blinds...
Them sons of bitches always seem to sneak up from behind...
Syphon all the gas ...
....from daddy's pickup truck...
Fill up Jonnys T bird...
... I got a couple bucks
Put on little perfume, tie a ribbon in your hair...
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds...
Tear a bolt of lightning
From the side of the sky
Throw it in the cedar chest
If you want, I'll tell you why
Bring the gear shift knob from a 49 Merc
Lie down here beside me ...
Let me hold you in the dirt...
You're going to tremble
Tear the throat out of the night.
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
Dig your nails into my back
Until that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You'll be a woman when I catch you
C'mon baby fall in love with me
With my double barrel shotgun
And a whole box of shells
We'll celebrate the 4 of July
We'll do 100 mph
spendin' someone else's dough
and we'll drive all the way to Reno
on the wrong side of the road...
Larissa Randal
Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
When the wolf bains blooming by the tressle
And get the eyeball of a rooster
And the stones from a ditch
And wash em down with bilge water
And say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
And the blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart
Catch the tears of a window
In a thimble made of glass
Tell your mama and your papa
They can kiss your ass
Poison all the water in the wishin' well
And hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
Burn down all those honeymoons
Put em in a pillow case
And wait next to the switch blades at the amusements park for me
Strangle all the Christmas carols
Scratch out all you prayers
Tie em up with barbed wire
And push them down the stairs
And I'll whittle you a pistol
For reepin' nightmares off the blinds
Those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
Syphon all the gas from your daddy's pickup truck
Fill up Johnny's t bird
I got a couple bucks
Put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds
Tear a bolt of lightning
Off the side of the sky
And throw in the cedar chest
If you want me to tell you why
Bring the gear shift knob from a forty nine mere
And lay down here beside me
Let me hold you in the dirt
And you'll tremble as the flames
Tear the throat out of the night
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
Dig your nails into my back
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You'll be a woman when I catch you
As you fall in love with me
Then with my double barrel shotgun
And a whole box of shells
We'll celebrate the fourth of July
We'll do a hundred mph
Spendin' someone else's dough
And we'll drive all the way to Reno
On the wrong side of the road
FreakyStyley95
Tom Waits's voice is so much deeper than hell it's heaven
Sara Ananda
This is damn good music as well as the way he express it to us and let us feel.... And it was just the wrong side of the road
Swordfishstick
Whenever I look up some Waits song on YouTube, I can never stop at one. An hour and several songs later I notice that my worries have melted away for this wonderful while, and maybe I'll just listen to one more song. It's all consistently great.
matt meeske
When the Devil needs a deal, he sells his soul to Tom Waits.
soimuleee
@Rev. Skydog 2 Crows And God has the full collection of Tom. The only demon that can sing in Heaven
Rev. Skydog 2 Crows
Just asks a favor from an old friend more likely.
Hesus Hrustus
recently discovered this man,
he keeps killing me,
again and again.
james vanmeter
this is the second tom waits song iv ever heard the other one is walk away and i have to say this is damn good music i usually listen to heavy metal so this style is very different to me but amazing
Nick Zardiashvili
Listen to Hoist That Rag. That song is far more energetic and hardcore than any metal I've ever listened to.
freshconfetti
Listen to the album “Bone Machine”. ;)