In an effort to explore new music and more contemporary artists, i have been trying to listen to new bands i have heard other people rave about either from my gf, my brother, my friends…it is so odd to me that i have such a broad range of music i enjoy but i feel i need to make a better effort to appreciate lryrics more as i am so immediately taken in by the sound and beat that i forget to learn to love a song for its words…it is not that i can’t do this, i have plenty of songs i love for their lyrics, but it is something i want to get better at as i feel it will give me a better coonection to more contemporary acts in which the lyrics are so paramount…After hearing my gf reference the website www.last.fm i decided to check it out and based on some of the music i typed in it gave me other people that have a similar feel that i might like which is how i was turned on to Joe Purdy, and after listening to several of his songs, this one ‘faketown’ really stuck with me…i am going to upload a youtube video with the audio so everyone can hear how it sounds, but i thought i would put the lyrics up first so you could get a feel for what the song is about…i hope you enjoy:

‘Faketown’ by Joe Purdy-

Billy’s been drivin’ all night
He’s got a dream
Wants to live up on the big screen
Well just like Jimmy Dean, he’s got his jacket on
And his hair combed just right
But there’s a hundred just like him in audition lines tonight

And I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down on what’s left of this faketown

Rosemary’s drivin’ downtown
For something that she heard from some talent scout
And she’s been workin’ all day
So she could pay for those pictures to be done up in the right way
And it was such a shame when he said that she was just another pretty face
He said no one ever gets no where
Without shakin’ it here or there
Honey life ain’t fair

I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down on what’s left of this faketown
This faketown

Well you can fix your face
You can fix your hair
You can fix your body with this needle here
And the world can walk around like a pack of wolves
And until you hear you’re good enough
That it ain’t your fault
You say it ain’t your time
You just weren’t cut out for the big time
Why don’t you try to be yourself
Theres things I have there that never sell
And I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down (x)
I wish the walls would come down on what’s left of this faketown, faketown, faketown