Midnight at the Interstate Motel
Take B leans into deep Southern blues-rock with soulful Hammond organ and soaring twin guitar harmonies.
The stories behind Midnight at the Interstate Motel
- Blues-Rock Grits and Rosin Smoke — Take B leans into deep Southern blues-rock with soulful Hammond organ and soaring twin guitar harmonies.
- Field Surgery on the Motel Desk — A gritty Southern rock track tells the story of an overnight circuit board repair in a highway motel room.
Lyrics
2 in the morning, exit
42
The disc is my workbench tonight
Forrestal neon buzzing through the cheap motel blinds
Rented room off the highway leaving workers behind I spread my anesthetic
mat across the laminate desk
Surgical board on the table looking wild and grotesque
Local clinic 50 miles out and the cautery unit fell
And the replacement part is floating in the priority mail
So I'm soldering tiny jumper wires with a traveler's eye
Underneath the rumble of 18 -wheelers
Horizon roadside in the rear
Bringing life to broken apparatus far and near
Dual guitars rolling Smoke is in the air
Living out a suitcase
Without a single care
Without a single care
6 a .m. long goes off the board, it's sort of clean
Coated with fresh lacquer, purring like a queen
Pack the iron and mop the floor, toss the keys on the stand
Headin' down the two -lane road across the county land
Delivered to the surgery suite
Right on the stroke of seven
Saved the case before the clock struck
Quarter to eleven
Midnight at the interstate motel room
The traveling biomed chases away the gloom
Highway on the horizon, roadside in the rear
Bringing light to broken apparatus far and near
Case passed
Check out at 11
Hit the ass phone
