Joe Pug
Joe Pug (born Joseph Pugliese, April 20, 1984) is an American singer-songwriter from Greenbelt, Maryland. He has released two EPs, as well as the albums Messenger, The Great Despiser and Windfall.
While working as a carpenter in Chicago after dropping out of the University of North Carolina, Pug wrote and recorded what would eventually become his debut EP, Nation of Heat. Its literate lyrics received widespread acclaim and Pug's unorthodox promotional strategy of distributing free CDs to anyone interested in sharing his music resulted in the EP selling over 20,000 copies. After touring with Steve Earle in 2009, Pug was signed by Nashville indie label Lightning Rod Records and released Messenger in 2010. After moving to Austin, Pug released The Great Despiser in 2012.
Pug's acclaimed narrative songwriting has led critics to draw comparisons between his work and that of John Prine and Bob Dylan. His stated influences include John Hiatt, Warren Zevon, and Beck, as well as literary figures such as John Dos Passos, John Steinbeck,Raymond Carver and most notably, Walt Whitman.
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- The Great Despiser released: 2012
- Messenger released: 2010
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Call It What You Will
by: Joe PugSilver cans and bronze coloured dirt
Silver cans and bronze coloured dirt
Things ain't so soon near the parking lot moon
Silver cans and bronze coloured dirt
She said let's call it quit
Let's not call it the end of the world
Call it what you will, I'm heartbroken still
Words are just words
Road salt on I 95
Road salt on I 95
Forget what your told, it's bound to get cold
Road salt on I 95
I call today a disaster
She calls it December the 3rd
Call it what you will, I'm heartbroken still
Words are just words
On a brief and star stricken night
On a brief and star stricken night
I called her name on the road from Spokane
On a brief and star stricken night
I hear a blue heaven crying
Some folks just call it a bird
Call it what you will, I'm heartbroken still
Words are just words
Some call an end a beginning
For right now, they'll go unheard
Call it what you will, I'm heartbroken still