"The city keeps on going, we just keep on rolling. The city keeps on going, we just keep on rolling...on." ~joe purdy
My roommates will be returning today and I will no longer have the apartment to myself. It'll be good to see them. I had a nice week alone, though. I practiced my guitar a lot. I don't like practicing when anyone else is in the apartment; I'm too self-conscious. But last week I could play as loudly and poorly as I wanted without worrying about anyone else hearing. I've been working on 8mm's "Liar" and Joe Purdy's "The City" and have not made much progress on either one. I'm okay when I'm just playing the chords or plucking the notes, but when I try to sing along, the rhythm gets all screwed up and I get lost. I'm not a very patient person, which makes playing the guitar very difficult for me, because I want to be able to sit down and churn out an awesome riff yet I don't want to do the work to get there.
Another problem I have when singing along with "The City" as I play my guitar is that I'm not sure of the words. No one is. It's hilarious; it's impossible to understand what Joe Purdy is saying during some parts of the song. He's not very good at articulation. When you look up the lyrics online, you'll find at least half-a-dozen versions. The first line of the first verse has been transcribed as: "Float down the river with my Iddy and Jay," "Float down the river with my Indian Jay," "Float down the river with Matt, Indy, and Jay," and a few other variations similar to those. And that's only the first line. So when I sing along, I just pick a version and I'm probably singing the wrong words.
Is it strange that I like being alone? I talked to my mom the other day and when she asked if I was lonely I immediately said no, which was the truth. But people expect me to be lonely. Is it weird that I'm not? I could spend days all by myself and I would be content. But I don't think that's a good way to be. It's not that I don't like people, because I do, and I like spending time with them. I'm just...I don't know.
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The City
The city keeps on going...on.
Float down the river with my Matty D. and Jay
Get off the boat and board a plan to JKF and I, ain't slept a week
But it don't seem to matter to the subway squeaking, squeaking at my feet
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rolling
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rollin...rollin on
Grand Central Station and got windy coming down
Independence yesterday Ain;t no one around
But I still recognize her after all these years
she still looks the same
she still looks the same
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rolling
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rollin...rollin on
When we left Brooklyn
It was rainin' so hard
Come up on 8th
And the rain it cleared off
And we're just people watching on 3rd and St. Marks
Wendy girl just kissing my face, my face
She was just kissing my face, my face
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rolling
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rollin...rollin on
Just when sinkin down ,
There was a shaking on the ground
We were hiding from the rain
We were riding on the train
Just when I was sinkin down
There was a shaking on the ground
Were were hiding from the rain
Were were riding on the train.
She was dancin on the midway
Just kissin my face
She was dancin on the midway
Just kissin my face
Dancin on the midway
Kissin my face
Dancin on the midway
Just wavin goodbye
These are the official lyrics!!!
joepurdy.com
THANK YOU! It's so great to know what he's actually saying!
um, I love being alone. mostly.
I spent all this past summer house-sitting for dr. h-s, and loved it... me, a lovely empty house, my books, and 2 cats... I called it my apprenticeship at spinsterhood (hence the blog title), but it was great. Sometimes I think it's bad that I enjoy my alone-time so much, but that's just the way I am, you know?
good luck with the guitar! that's awesome :)
I'm glad I'm not alone in my enjoyment of being alone. :-)
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