Rebecca Jed

Rebecca Jed

BandCountryBluegrass

Traditional Retro Country meets Eclectic Bluegrass to form Female Misfit Americana Sound. Kitty Wells meets Ray Wiley Hubbard meets Loretta Lynn.

Biography

Rebecca Jed is a left field artist with overtly traditional roots. Her haunting voice is reminiscent of the classic sounds of Loretta Lynn and Dolly Parton. Her style of writing is more of an updated crossbreed between Ray Wylie Hubbard and Dolly Parton. Jed calls her music, “Retro Country.”

Jed’s story began at the tender age of zero, in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas. There she spent her summers with every animal under the sun, helping her dad manage his dude ranch.

She barrel raced in local rodeos, led trail rides, and snake hunts. This is where her main source of inspiration would come from and where she started singing and living the real country music lifestyle. The environment was a colorful one, with pet buffalos, wolves, dogs, deer, horses and city slicker tourists.

The rest of the time Jed lived on a farm in Texas, with her four other sisters. Attending a snobby school and taking voice lessons. Jed soon began performing at state fairs, talent shows and singing hymns in churches. At twelve, she saved up all her lunch money for four months and from the pawnshop walls of broken dreams, bought an awful sounding but pretty looking Ovation guitar. It was enough to set Jed on fire.

Shortly after, in pursuit of her dreams to be a country star, Jed played in Austin, Portland, Boulder, Arkansas, Seattle and LA. Finally finding a home here in Nashville, it’s been a long journey for Jed and the life lessons she has learned along the way can be heard in her music. Poised to take Nashville by storm Jed’s currently working on her new album, due out summer 2009.

Lyrics

Lover

Written By: Rebecca Jed

Sitting on the back porch, dog at my heel
Thinking of you singing a song with an old time feel
Lets start a band, yeah, named after my dog Jed
You keep me safe, boy, and you know I'll keep you fed
Some call it puppy love, cause we just met
But you make all my last lovers easy to forget
Easy to forget

So for now, I'll call you lover
It seems fit, and we both agree
Know for now, that your lover
Can hardly wait 'til the next time she sees your face
Everybody needs sombody to understand
On the same planet to work in their plan
We say we'll take it easy, but we're coming on strong
Its hard to tune it down now, when you keep on getting turned on
Some call it puppy love, cause we just met
But you make all my last lovers easy to forget
Easy to forget

So for now, I'll call you lover
It seems fit, and we both agree
Know for now, that your lover
Can hardly wait 'til the next time she sees your face

Train Track Beat

Written By: Rebecca Jed

Wake up in the morning so unkind
Feel the weight of the world make me lose my mind
Slowing down and I'm speeding up
Ain't no one around to lift me up
The wheels are the wings underneath my feet
Taking you there with a train track beat
Keep on cranking with a train track beat
Ain't going down with a train track beat

Trying to make a break, try to sink or swim
So here it is, Mr. Record Man
Play my song on the radio
So I can go where I want to go
The wheels are the wings underneath my feet
Taking you there with a train track beat
Keep on cranking with a train track beat
Hope I die in my sleep

I think I can, I think I can
Said the little train going up a hill
I think I can, I think I can
In fact I know I will
I ain't got time for tomorrow
I got to be somewere today
So come on now, listen what I'm trying to say

Little train, keep on saying I can
Find me a farm and an angel of a man
Keep on doing what you do
And the good things, yes they'll come to you
Well, I love my mama and I love my pa
And I miss my home back in Arkansas
Gonna buy my mama a pink cadillac
Just as soon as i get this check cashed
The wheels are the wings underneath my feet
Taking you there with a train track beat
Keep on cranking with a train track beat
Ain't going down with a train track beat

I think I can, I think I can
Said the little train going up a hill
I think I can, I think I can
In fact I know I will
I ain't got time for tomorrow
I got to be somewhere today
So come on now, listen what I'm trying to say

How Far Would You Go

Written By: Rebecca Jed

V1- Summers come again and our loves still hear. I met you this time last year.
V2- At a honky tonk, standing by a juke box with a wondering eye . Watching all the girls, as they walk buy.
Bridge- So tell me darling if your serious, darling I need to know.
Chorus- (How far would you go?
Would you go down to the bottom of a cold black see ? If I ask to prove your love to me. Would you walk through hells burning fire? To show your desire ?
If we lived back in the days of Indian times many rivers you'd cross, many mountains you'd clime. The chief would give you the test of your life, if you wanted me. Just for me. How far, how far would you go?)
V2- I see people down town. looking for something or someone they ain't found.
Bridge- They say that time can change your mind and people change to. I been praying every day that that never happens.
(Chorus repeat)

Discography

Pearl Handle Pistol - Can be purchased on-line at http://www.cdbaby.com/rebeccajed
Radio play for Rebecca 1 - Radio lyon fm, and on the net at www.lyonpremiere.com broadcasting from Lyon France
2- House Of Mercy Radio Show from London www.totalrock.com 3am saterday
3- KVNF from Grand Junction Co. Redneck Riviera show on Saterday at 2.30 www.kvnf.org

Set List

120 minutes of original music.