Poverty Playlist: Journalism roundup
A playlist about journalism is automatically a playlist about poverty, isn’t it? It’s one that hits pretty close to home for me. Here’s the mental list I’ve been keeping for a while about the creators and consumers of the news. Honorable mention goes to Yesterday’s Paper by the Rolling Stones. In the spirit of news [...]
Poverty Playlist: “I Wish” by Skee-Lo
You probably haven’t thought about this one since 1995. If you have, it might be because you’ve been following me on social media this week.
It’s been slushing around in my head since about 10 p.m. on Saturday night, when a back-yard barbecue spilled over into my kitchen for a zany throw-back dance party.
It’s a pretty accurate reflection of [...]
Poverty Playlist: “Rich Man’s World” by Eilen Jewell
My friend James has a knack for wrangling his friends into going to really excellent concerts for bands none of us have ever heard before.
He also has a knack for unintentionally saying really depressing things in a cheerful tone of voice, but that doesn’t have anything to do with Friday night’s treat… the honky-tonk rockabilly [...]
Poverty Playlist: “Sunny Afternoon” by the Kinks
“The tax man’s taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon,
And i can’t sail my yacht,
He’s taken everything i’ve got,
All I’ve got’s this sunny afternoon.”
Poverty Playlist: Creedence Clearwater Revival Roundup
My friend Katie crowd-sourced a pretty sweet playlist of songs for the broke on her BrokeAss Blog at ChicagoNow. Aside from just generally doing a bang-up job on a subject I failed to stick with on my own piece of Web real estate, it’s a good –and useful– read, so check it out. I pitched [...]
Poverty Playlist: “Your Little Hoodrat Friend” by The Hold Steady

I think I’m taking the weather personally…
” ‘Cause it burns being broke, hurts to be heartbroken,
and always being both must be a drag.”
-The Hold Steady
Poverty Playlist: “Mushaboom” by Feist

“But in the meantime I’ve got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay
Old dirt road
Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old”
Poverty Playlist: “Train in Vain” by the Clash

“Now I got a job,
But it don’t pay.
I need new clothes,
I need somewhere to stay.
But without all of these things I can do,
But without your love I won’t make it through.”
Poverty Playlist: “Hard Times” by Patrick Wolf

“World at war
Final score
Media come and abhor us
As these are hard times
We’ll work harder, harder
Through these hard times
I’ll work harder, harder”
Poverty Playlist: “Please Mrs. Henry” by Bob Dylan

“Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please!
I’m down on my knees
An’ I ain’t got a dime.”
Poverty Playlist: “Take out some insurance” by Jimmy Reed

You better get some insurance on me, baby.
Take out some insurance on me, baby.
‘Cause if ya ever, ever, said goodbye.
I’m gonna haul right off and die.
Poverty Playlist: “Another Saturday” by Stuart Murdoch

It’s another Saturday
I can’t see the calm for chaos
And a worldly body wilting
Under weights that can’t be lifted
Poverty Playlist: “The Box” by Johnny Flynn

Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me whole and leave my soul
Leave me nothing I don’t need at all
Nothing I don’t need at all
Poverty Playlist: “My Girls” by Animal Collective

With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
Poverty Playlist: “The River” by Bruce Springsteen

I got a job working construction for the Johnstown company,
But lately there ain’t been much work on account of the economy
Poverty Playlist: “Free Money” by Patti Smith

We’ll dream it, dream it for free, free money, free money
Poverty Playlist: “Interesting Drug” by Morrissey

There are some bad, bad people on the rise.
They’re saving their own skins by ruining people’s lives.
Bad, bad people on the rise.
Young married couple in debt– ever felt had?
Poverty Playlist: “Busted” by Johnny Cash

I got a cow that’s gone dry
And a hen that won’t lay
A big stack of bills that get bigger each day.
The county will haul my belongings away. I’m busted.


