rebekah pulley

rebekah pulley

 Saint Petersburg, Florida, USA
BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Soulful Southern Pop -- If Kathleen Edwards and The Band took a ride downtown on a balmy, summer night to meet Ray Lamontagne and Emmylou Harris for drinks at an old dive bar with walls full of stories and character. "Immensely enjoyable and a master class in DIY," John Conquest - 3rd Coast Music.

Biography

Alaskan born singer/songwriter, Rebekah Pulley, broke into the Tampa Bay music scene in 2000. She has since garnered numerous songwriting awards for her soulful blend of Americana and rootsy folk.

Rebekah's ethereal vocals and poetic lyrics made her a favorite among fans and critics alike. Her latest release Back To Boogaloo, landed on numerous best of lists across the country. John Conquest of 3rd Coast Music, declared Back To Boogaloo, "an outstanding album, immensely enjoyable and a master class in DIY" in his 4 star review of the new CD. Tampa Bay's Creative Loafing says that Back to Boogaloo is a "beauty and a brilliant folk-rock affair, 4 stars."

Rebekah has earned five Best of the Bay awards from the readers and editors of Creative Loafing. That publication has described her live singing as "both technically spot-on and emotionally devastating. It can drop your jaw and break your heart".

Rebekah was raised in a musical household with her nine siblings in rural Alaska. A self taught guitarist, she gained an ear for music by listening to her father practice and perform country western and rockabilly guitar licks with country greats such as Charlie Ryan (with whom he recorded the original version of Hot Rod Lincoln).

At 17, Rebekah moved away from her family and found a new home in St Petersburg, FL. She worked odd jobs and spent her free time writing songs. Eventually, she built up the courage to perform at some of the local open mic nights which led to her now full time career in music.

Rebekah has enjoyed the last 15 years performing at venues ranging from intimate coffee houses to large festivals. Her natural home is now on stage both solo and with her backing band, The Reluctant Prophets.

Rebekah has recorded 4 full-length CD's that have permeated American and European airwaves. Each CD contains its own distinctive blend of tough but tender songs reflecting heartache, love, self-discovery and worldly chaos. Her unique combination of skilled songwriting and powerful stage presence has earned Ms. Pulley a place in the hearts and CD players of fans and critics across the nation.

"One of the most graceful records of the past several years." - Dave Marsh, Rock and Rap Confidential, SIRIUS/XM: The Loft DJ

"Immensely enjoyable, and a master class in DIY." - John Conquest, 3rd Coast Music

"The long, tall Tampa Queen", Notes & Musings by Joe Nick Patoski

"A boatload of catchy songs", KRVM, Eugene Oregon

"A Florida treasure." - Randy Wynne, PD, WMNF

"A brilliant folk-rock affair" - Wade Tatangelo, Creative Loafing

"One of those voices that sears into your brain and finds emotional trigger points you never knew existed" - Sean Daly, The St. Petersburg Times

Notable Mentions:
2012 - Tropical Heatwave Festival
2011 - Riverhawk Festival
2011 - Tropical Heatwave Festival
2010 - SXSW
2009 - Best Singer/Songwriter - Creative Loafing
2009 - SXSW
2009 - Riverhawk Festival
2008 - Debut Album of the Year, Back To Boogaloo, - 3rd Coast Music, John Conquest
2008 - Back To Boogaloo - TOP 20 CD, KRVM Eugene, OR
2008 - Back To Boogaloo - Top 20 CD, WMNF Tampa, FL
2008 - Best Career Milestone for Back To Boogaloo by the editors of Creative Loafing
2008 - Florida Folk Festival
2008 - Fandango Bandango Festival @ SXSW, Austin, Texas
2008 - Honorable Mention award in American Songwriter magazine for her song, New Mexico
2007 - Best Singer/Songwriter, Creative Loafing
2007 - Rebekah featured on the cover of Creative Loafing as one of Tampa Bay's Top 10 Female Artists
2007 - Songs Of Southern Zen, was the #6 CD played on WMNF 88.5 FM
2006 - Tropical Heatwave Festival, Tampa, Florida
2006 - Fandango Bandango Festival @ SXSW, Austin, Texas
2006 - Songs Of Southern Zen, was the #4 CD played on WMNF 88.5 FM
2005 - Best Singer/Songwriter, Weekly Planet (now Creative Loafing)
2004 - Fandango Bandango Festival @ SXSW, Austin, Texas

Lyrics

New Mexico

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

I'm going to New Mexico
I'm going to sit and watch the desert grow
Beneath the highest starry show
Out in New Mexico

I'm packing all my favorite things
My sadness and my endless dreams
Inside these spinning wheels and schemes
For New Mexico

I've never been there in the summertime
But I'm sure it would suite my mind just fine
They say there's enchantment
I could use some magic
New Mexico

If you miss me when I'm gone
I'll be out beneath that highest starry song
Making wishes for you
To come along

I'll be wishing for you to join me
In that desert so sweet and so lonely
Because my heart still knows
You own me

Have you ever been there in the summer time
I'm sure it would suit your mind just fine
They say there's enchantment
We could all use some magic
New Mexico

Hard Times

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

She left a lasting scar everywhere she went
And she prayed to Jesus that every sinner would repent
California made her but California wouldn't have her
So she traveled north to that great state of Alaska

She met man who played a honky-tonk guitar
In the dim light and smoke of a Kodiak island bar
But that was way back in 19 and 57
And since then that man's heart got broke and he went on up to heaven

She drove an old red car everywhere she went
And she prayed to Jesus that He would help her pay her rent
Alaska took her in but Alaska couldn't fix her
So she went on south to that great big state of Texas sir

She met a man who drove an eighteen wheeler truck
They got high on Bennies then climbed in the back of the cab
But that was way back in 19 and 60
And since then that man rode off and he left her with a baby

Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard, hard times
From the land of the midnight sun
All the way down to the beaches of Galveston
Hard times
Left her with a face full hard, hard lines
From the crease of her sun worn brow
Right down to the lines of her worried mouth
Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard, hard times
Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard times

She watched that boy grow up just outside of Palestine
And she prayed to Jesus that He would watch over him and protect him
Texas was took them in but Texas couldn't mend their lives
So they went up north to live underneath that big Montana sky

She met a man who preached the word and sang the hymn
And she prayed so hard you think that Jesus would have listened
But that was way back in 19 and 69
And she ain't seen that preacher man since he took off with her very last dime

Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard, hard times
From the land of the midnight sun
All the way down to the beaches of Galveston
Hard times
Left her with a face full hard, hard lines
From the crease of her sun worn brow
Right down to the lines of her worried mouth
Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard, hard times
Hard times
She ain't seen nothing but hard, hard times

The Good Guy

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

I'm not the bad guy here
I won't even try and steer
This fight in my corner dear
For all my wrong reasons that you made so clear

I've never been quick on the draw
I might be the slowest of all
When words start to fly 'round the room
I duck and take cover from you

Cause you've got the sharpest of tongues
I know, I've been sliced by the best of 'em
You've got the sharpest
Two-sided tongue

You're like a high-fi stereo
you play in my head wherever I go
But your songs are so angry and low
They hum, and they rattle, and they roll

Til they get so loud in my head
And fill it with those razor sharp things you said
Those words won't go
Those words won't go

I'm not the bad guy here
I won't even try and steer
This fight in my corner dear
For all my wrong reasons you made so clear

I'm just the wrong guy
In the wrong place
At the wrong time
With the wrong face
For you

The Terrible Tea Song

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

I'm falling down
Like a star burning out
Into the night
I'm falling out of love
With you

I'm setting fast
Like the sun sinking down
Beneath the sea
I'm setting down my love
For you

Our fading love
Has broken me in two
So, so long to you

I'm losing time
Like a clock winding down
Before the hands stand still
I'm putting down my love
For you

I'm setting down
My love for you

I'm falling out
Of love with you

I'm falling out
Of love with you

Jack

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

Get back Jack
You're like a mountain
Strapped to my back
I think it's time you pack
Your world and go

I don't know where you come from
And I don't care if it hurts some
We both know you're the one here
Doing it for kicks

If the girls they sigh
And the men all roll their eyes
When you walk by
Like you do

You take your fast car
And keep on driving
From this loud bar
And it's neon lighting
When the day breaks
And the sun is rising
All this heartache
It won't seem so demising at all
No, not at all

Get back Jack
I never meant
To say all that
I think it's time you unpack
Your world and stay

We both know it could hurt some
But in the end when it's all done
We'll both know we were the ones there
Doing it for kicks

If the girls they sigh
And the men all roll their eyes
When we walk by
Like we do

We'll take our fast car
And keep on riding
From this loud bar
And it's neon lighting
When the day breaks
And the sun is rising
All this heartache
It won't seem so demising at all
No, not at all

The Drug Song

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

Ain't it funny
Ain't it strange
How we wonder
And then we change

Do we get wiser
Become beholden
Or just get restless
And then get loaded

Fill me with drugs and shame
Give me something, give me rain
Give me hope with words
A chorus and verbs
Give me drugs and love
Give me drugs

Sister Sally

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

Sister Sally shakes
Like a sad willow tree
With her long hair flowing
Right down to her knees

Brother John he gets
Everything he needs
With his two strong hands
And his steady strolling feet

Late in the evening
When the warm day leaves their skin
Out on the front porch
With the cold night setting in

Brother John leans in close
To Sister Sally's side
So close that her warmth
Burns away the edges of their night

They go burn, but don't burn me down
Roll, but don't roll away from this town
Shine, but don't blind my eyes
Sail, but sail away from my side

Sister Sally's lips
Taste as sweet as summer wine
From those big red grapes
Hanging low and heavy from the autumn vine

Brother Johns hands are rough
From working the nine to five
But he does it all for Sister Sally
Just to be there by her side

When she goes burn, but don't burn me down
Roll, but don't roll away from this town
Shine, but don't blind my eyes
Sail, but sail away from my side

Late in the evening
When the warm day leaves their skin
Out on the front porch
With the cold night setting in

Brother John leans in close
To Sister Sally's side
So close that her warmth
Burns away the edges of their night

They go burn, but don't burn me down
Roll, but don't roll away from this town
Shine, but don't blind my eyes
Sail, but sail away from my side

Fall & Burn

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

This is the place to go falling
So don't bother calling
The stars, they're all full
And their eyes have grown dull
Thy don't see us at all
To them we are so small

This is the place to go running
Tie shoes on and go gunning
Til laces grow long
Or you trip over their tongue
But I suppose after all
That's still somewhere to fall

What if I fall and then burn
While I'm living to learn
How to love my own sin
Inside all this skin
Would I cry like a child
Or maybe sulk in the mire
While I'm loving to learn
How to fall and then burn

This is the place to go hiding
We'll all try until we find it
We'll paint ourselves a brave face
As rats beat in the race
Ain't it just how it goes
For us bleeding heart souls
Who never did really learn
How to fall and then burn

Paint the Town

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

Let's go paint the town red honey
We'll spend all our hard earned money
On one night of dreams
And such silly things

Let's go out and make some noise
Like when we were girls and boys
Without a care
We'll let down out hair

We can waltz across the town
While the cars are all losing ground
To the red lights
And such a hurried life

Let's go sing, and dance, and cry
And never think to wonder why
the days are long
Or where they came from

We can waltz across the town
While the cars are all losing ground
To the red lights
And such a hurried life

Let's go paint the town red honey
We'll spend all our hard earned money
On one night of dreams
And such silly things
And such silly things
And such silly things

Ring-a-ding
All day we'll dance and sing
Ring-a-dong
All day and night long

Ring-a-ding
All day we'll dance and sing
Ring-a-dong
All day and night long

Ring-a-ding
Ring-a-dong

Tumbleweed

Written By: Rebekah Pulley

You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Tumbleweed, building speed
You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Then you tumble on tumbleweed

Morning came and the sun did shine
That ball of fire it rolled through the sky
It rolled, it burned right across the sky
Roll on you rolling fire

That rolling river it twisted and turned
It made it's way through trees and ferns
Across the nation and out to the ocean
Roll on river and churn

You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Tumbleweed, building speed
You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Then you tumble on tumbleweed

That moon it followed you all the way home
Tagging along like a kid all alone
It rolled through the night, it shimmered and shone
Roll on you rolling stone

You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Tumbleweed, building speed
You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Then you tumble on tumbleweed

That guitar man he rocked and rolled
He played everything that he found in his soul
But he tossed and turned like a wheel on the road
Rock and roll on you one man show

You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Tumbleweed, building speed
You roll through town like a tumbleweed
Then you tumble on tumbleweed

Then you stumble on tumbleweed

Discography

LPs:
~ Tralala (2012)
~ Back To Boogaloo (2008)
~ Songs of Southern Zen from Pen & Paper to the Electric Den (2006)
~ Here In The Real World (2003)
~ A Brand New Day (2001)

SINGLES:
~ 'Hard Times' from BAAMO RECORDS: Tales Of Highways & Low Roads (2011)
~ 'Dirty' from BAAMO RECORDS: Tales Of Lust & Longing (2009)
~ 'Watching You Go' from BAAMO RECORDS: Tales Of Lies & Love (2008)
~ 'I Should Have Left You A Long Time Ago' from BAAMO RECORDS: Tales Of Drink & Debauchery (2006)

Set List

Rebekah plays both solo or with her band, The Reluctant Prophets.

It's original music in the Americana vein,
but have been known to throw in a rare cover.