Putnam Murdock

by Putnam Murdock

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about

This self-titled album is Murdock's maiden voyage into songwriting. An acoustic, dreamy rock record on a folky path from Boston to New York.

credits

released 01 January 2002
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Tom Diehl - drums
Shintaro Imamura - drums
Aya Kato - piano
Putnam Murdock - vocals, guitars, keys
Bryan Pugh - accordion
Jordan Scannella - bass
Bryan Titus - viola

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tags: folk americana folk indie Massachusetts

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about

Every Thursday night the Centre Streeters would gather in circle in a living room and evoke every damn lost, drunk, and brokenhearted song known to man... in four part harmony of course. Each time brought me closer and closer to the point of knowing no other way of life. My bio is isn't finished, but I've been gifted with humility. Sitting in a circle, playing songs is where the real music exists. ... more

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Track Name: Pushed
The girl, she’s got long, long legs.
The girl, she’s got a tongue like kerosene.
The boy, he’s got his public transportation.
The boy, he’s got his big dig dreams.

I’m not proud of my situation.
I’m not boasting, I should be quarantined.
When I walk, I hear everybody talking,
And I pretty sure they’re talking about me.

Cuz I’ve been pushed.
I’ve been pushed outside.
I’ve been pushed.
It’s a jungle inside.

Some say it’s warm in there.
Some say it’s good for the skin.
It’s advertised in magazines,
But these parts don’t seem to fit.

Any game that comes my way,
Any kind of little con…
The scene is cleared by a policeman,
And he asks the crowd to move along.

That smile that you flash at me
Whenever I look up.
That smile, you know it’s just courtesy
And I’m afraid for you and for me.