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Another planning-related song

Dan

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Ani DiFranco - Subdivision

White people are so scared of black people
They bulldoze out to the country
And put up houses on little loop-dee-loop streets
And while america gets its heart cut right out of its chest
The Berlin Wall still runs down Main Street
Separating East Side from West
And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse
In the boarded-up stores and the broken-down houses
So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps
Just to prove they got no manners
No mercy and no sense

And I'm wondering what it will take
For my city to rise
First we admit our mistakes
Then we open our eyes
The ghosts of old buildings are haunting parking lots
In the City of Good Neighbors that history forgot

I remember the first time I saw someone
Lying on the cold street
I thought: I can't just walk past here
This can't just be true
But I learned by example
To just keep moving my feet
It's amazing the things that we all learn to do

So we're led by denial like lambs to the slaughter
Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water
And the old farm road's a four-lane that leads to the mall
And our dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall

I'm wondering what it will take
For my country to rise
First we admit our mistakes
And then we open our eyes
Or nature succumbs to one last dumb decision
And America the Beautiful
Is just one big subdivision
 
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Dar Williams

"Southern California wants to be Western New York"

There's a part of the country could drop off tomorrow in an earthquake
It's out there on the cutting edge, the people move, the sidewalks shake
And there's another part of the country, with a land that gently creaks and thuds
Where the heavy snows make faucets leak in bathrooms with free-standing tubs
They're in houses that are haunted, with the kids who lie awake and think about
All the generations past who used to use that dripping sink

And sometimes one place wants to slip into the other just to see what it's
Like to trade its demons for the restless ghost of Mrs. Ogilvey
She used to pick the mint from her front yard to dress the Sunday pork
Sometimes southern California wants to be western New York

It wants to have a family business in sheet metal or power tools
It wants to have a diner where the coffee tastes like diesel fuel and it
Wants to find the glory of a town they say has hit the skids and it
Wants to have a snow day that will turn its parents into kids
And it's embarassed, but it's lusting after a SUNY student with mousy-brown hair
Who is taking out the compost, and making coffee in long underwear

Southern California says to save a place, "I'll meet you there" and it
Tried to pack up its Miata, all it could fit was a prayer
Sometimes the stakes are bogus, sometimes the fast lane hits a fork, sometimes
Southern California wants to be western New York

Tempe, Arizona thinks the Everglades are greener and wetter and
Washington, D.C. thinks Atlanta integrated better but I
Think that Southern California has more pain than we can say cause it
Wants to travel back in time, but it just can't leave L.A.

But now I hear they've got a theme park planned, designed to make you gasp and say,
"Oh, I bet that crumbling mill town was a booming mill town in its day."
And the old investors scoff at this, but the young ones hope they'll take a chance and they
Promise it will make more dough than Mickey Mouse in northern France and the
Planners have got an opening day, the town historian will host and the
Waitresses look like waitresses who want to leave for the west coast

And they'll have puttering on rainy weekends, autumn days that make you feel sad,
They'll have hundred-year-old plumbing and the family you never had and a
Hudson River clean-up concert and a bundle-bearing stork and I
Hear they've got a menu planned; it's tres western New York
 

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I've got the album. Wonderful song, and it puts a lump in my throat every time I hear it. I think of my friends Eva and Bob, who live in an old farmhouse outside of Arcade, and visiting them on a cold, crisp snowy day. I think of the streets of East Aurora, a town I'd consider living in if I ever returned.

Western New York nught not have much, but it does have one thing that much of the United States lost a long time ago ... a very strong sense of place and identity. The jobs and people might leave, but the place in our hearts doesn't.
 

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I'm too lazy to type in the lyrics tonight, but Joni Mitchell's "Big Yellow Taxi" is a planning classic. Better yet, The Pretenders "Ohio" cuts right to the chase, better than any other song I have heard about the loss of landscape. My wife (and fellow planner) is talking about an Abba tune I don't remember, which is called "The City." Then for urban revitalization planners, we can go way back to Pet Clark's "Downtown."
 

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This one takes a little more interpretation- but most things that Jim Morrison did take some interpretation!
Just a portion of it for you:

What have they done to the Earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her!
Stuck her knives in the side of the dawn.
And tied her with fences and dragged her down!
I hear a very gentle sound.
With your ear down to the ground...
We want the World and we want it NOW!!
 

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There's a John Gorka song from a few years back. Something like "I Live Where The Bottles Break". Unlike Ani, he seems to like living in a neglected area. However Tom Wait's "In The Neighborhood" is my favorite. It got a broken-down Salvation Army band sound and the lyrics are so true-to-life you can imagine him sitting in a broken down Chevy on the curb writing it. It's sentimental about all the things we try to "clean up" in our towns.
 

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No one mentioned this one yet??

Alan Jackson - Little Man

I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want
There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry
And the ol' Lee king's apothecary
They ware the little man
The little man

I go back now and the stores are all empty
Except for an old coke sign from 1950
Boarded up like they never existed
Or renovated and called historic districts
There goes the little man
There goes the little man

Chorus:

Now the court square's just a set of streets
That the people go round but they seldom think
Bout the little man that built this town
Before the big money shut em down
And killed the little man
Oh the little man

He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass
And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat
The new stores came where you do it yourself
You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf
Forget about the little man
Forget about that little man

He hung on there for a few more years
But he couldn't sell slurpees
And he wouldn't sell beer
Now the bank rents the station
To a down the road
And sell velvet Elvis and
Second-hand clothes
There goes little man
There goes another little man

Now the are lined up in a concrete strip
You can buy the world with just one trip
And save a penny cause it's jumbo size
They don't even realize
They'er killin' the little man
Oh the little man

It wasn't long when I was a child
An old black man came with his plow
He broke the ground where we grew our garden
Back before we'd all forgot
about the little man
The little man
Long live the little man
God bless the little man
 
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Planning-related songs

Here's a somber tale of life in the inner city by Stevie Wonder. You should also check out "Living for the City" by him as well. I can't find the lyrics to it.

Village Ghetto Land
- Stevie Wonder

Would you like to go with me
Down my dead end street
Would you like to come with me
To Village Ghetto Land

See the people lock their doors
While robbers laugh and steal
Beggars watch and eat their meal - from garbage cans

Broken glass is everywhere
It's a bloody scene
Killing plagues the citizens
Unless they own police

Children play with rusted cars
Sores cover their hands
Politicians laugh and drink - drunk to all demands

Families buying dog food now
Starvation roams the streets
Babies die before they're born
Injected by the grief

Now some folks say that we should be
Glad for what we have
Tell me would you be happy in Village Ghetto Land
 

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There are several excellent planning/historic preservation songs by the terribly under-rated Biritsh band, XTC. The best which all should hear is "Ball and Chain".
 

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Let's not forget...

...Montgomery Gentry's great tune -The debut album is titled Tattoos and Scars, produced by Joe Scaife, on the Columbia Records Nashville label. The third single is Daddy Won't Sell the Farm.


His cows get loose and run right thru the fast food parking lots
And Daddy gets calls from the mini-malls
when they're downwind from his hogs.
When his tractor backs up traffic, the reception ain't too warm.
The city's growing around him, but Daddy won't sell the farm.

You can't roll a rock, up a hill that steep.
You can't pull roots when they run that deep.
He's gonna live and die, in the eye of an urban storm.
Daddy won't sell the farm.

He worked and slaved in '68, he bought these fields and trees.
He raised his corn and a big red barn and a healthy family.
He learned to love the woodlands, he can't stand to do them harm. There's concrete all around him, but Daddy won't sell the farm.

You can't roll a rock, up a hill that steep.
You can't pull roots when they run that deep.
He's gonna live and die, in the eye of an urban storm.
Daddy won't sell the farm.

One day he's gonna leave it all to me and I'll start my own branch of the family tree. They'll get the message written on the roof of the barn, Daddy won't sell the farm.

You can't roll a rock, up a hill that steep.
You can't pull roots when they run that deep.
He's gonna live and die, in the eye of an urban storm.
Daddy won't sell the farm.

We're gonna live and die, in the eye of an urban storm. Daddy won't sell the farm. Oh you know a country boy can survive.

Writer(s): Steve Fox, Robin Branda

As performed by Eddie Montgomery and Troy Gentry
 

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Planning Related Songs

From the Waking Hours album.

Move Away Jimmy Blue - Del Amitri

A struck match faded like a nervous laugh
Beyond the halo of a naked bulb
Your low voice mingles with your other half's;
Schoolfriends in second-hand clothes
Eventually your world will shrink within four walls
Of neglected debts and stolen stereos

So move away, Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town turns around
and swallows you

A drunk mother was the cue
For the legendary things that you do
Behind a carnival tent with mud on your face
Behind the old glue factory too.

So move away Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town turns around
and swallows you

Wet feet visit the same old places
Finding nothing new
It's a binful of tissues from made-up faces
In a town full of nothing to do
A love match with the moon
In an layby, while insects hum and
You got put in the darkness of a woman's womb
Jimmy Blue.

So move away, yeah,
Move away Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town
Turns around and swallows you
 

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Another Song

This one's from Fugazi's "The Argument" cd...

on the morning of the first eviction
they carried out the wishes of the landlord and his son
furniture's out on the sidewalk next to the family
that little piggie went to market
so they're kicking out everyone
talking about process and dismissal
forced removal of the people
on the corner shelter and location
everybody wants somewhere
the elected are such willing partners
look who's buying all their tickets to the game
development wants, development gets
it's official
development wants this neighborhood gone
so the city just wants the same
talking about process and dismissal
forced removal of the people
on the corner shelter and location
everybody wants somewhere everybody wants somewhere
 

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I always liked Hüsker Dü's "Divide and Conquer." I don't remember all the lyrics offhand, but these stuck in my head:

"There's lots of area codes
and 9-digit zip codes
secret decoder ring codes
Arteries, shopping nodes"
 

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Husker Du!

Husker Du was one of the greatest bands of all time. Got to see them in 1985 on the "New Day Rising" tour. I used to be in a band that covered "Divide and Conquer" - what a great song!

Thanks for the reminder!
 

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Nothing But Flowers

It may be a little bit of a stretch, but how about the Talking Heads' "Nothing But Flowers"?

(Nothing But) Flowers
The Talking Heads
Here we stand
Like an Adam and an Eve
Waterfalls
The Garden of Eden
Two fools in love
So beautiful and strong
The birds in the trees
Are smiling upon them
From the age of the dinosaurs
Cars have run on gasoline
Where, where have they gone?
Now, it's nothing but flowers

There was a factory
Now there are mountains and rivers
you got it, you got it

We caught a rattlesnake
Now we got something for dinner
we got it, we got it

There was a shopping mall
Now it's all covered with flowers
you've got it, you've got it

If this is paradise
I wish I had a lawnmower
you've got it, you've got it

Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
With a beautiful highway
This used to be real estate
Now it's only fields and trees
Where, where is the town
Now, it's nothing but flowers
The highways and cars
Were sacrificed for agriculture
I thought that we'd start over
But I guess I was wrong

Once there were parking lots
Now it's a peaceful oasis
you got it, you got it

This was a Pizza Hut
Now it's all covered with daisies
you got it, you got it

I miss the honky tonks,
Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens
you got it, you got it

And as things fell apart
Nobody paid much attention
you got it, you got it

I dream of cherry pies,
Candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies
you got it, you got it

We used to microwave
Now we just eat nuts and berries
you got it, you got it

This was a discount store,
Now it's turned into a cornfield
you got it, you got it

Don't leave me stranded here
I can't get used to this lifestyle.
 

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The obvious

I failed to note the obvious--"Subdivisions" by Rush. And the Pretenders' "Back to Ohio." There are a lot of "paving it over" references out there. Midnight Oil has a bunch of planning referneces too. "The Shipyards of New Zealand" is the one that comes to mind.

Thanks for the XTC reference. I never listened to "Ball and Chain" with that slant.
 

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can think of a couple more: 'hatfield 1980,' by everything but the girl, and "custom concern" by modest mouse ... here's the latter:

Their custom concern for the people
Build up the monuments and steeples
To wear out our eyes
I get up just about noon
My head sends a message for me
to reach for my shoes then walk
Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta get a job
Goes through the parking lot fields
Doesn't see no signs that they will yield
And then thought, this'll never end
This'll never end, this'll never stop
Message read on the bathroom wall
Says, "I don't feel at all like I fall."
And we're losing all touch, losing all touch
Building a desert
 

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Rising Above Bedlam

I wanted to include the words to the title track for Rising Above Bedlam by Jah Wobble, but I couldn't find them anywhere. You can get the idea what he's thinking about from this meditation on urban sprawl in the UK:

A13

A13:
The Ancestral Trek Eastwards
The Spiritual path from the crumbling shop facades of
Commercial Road
Many Flyovers to marshland of Essex:
Land reclaimed;
My soul reclaimed.

A13
Ceases to be an arterial road
Becomes a guideline,
Pathway of the astral plane:
A way of life; a way of death;
A giant metaphor for nowhere.

Oh land of my fathers, ancient Celtic warrior race,
How are your tomatoes doing?

A13, forever 3am
Around and around the Rainham roundabout
In gentle rain

Absence of hope; absence of pain

A13: cars race thrusting back-to-back
Like a ritualistic symbol of the sexual act.
These brave men: sales reps,
Overseers of the Ford production line,
Frontiersmen.
Their wives were blue eye-makeup and drive a smaller car
To see Mum in poplar, when they have Thursday off from their job in Asda's.

Ohh, A13.

I don't want to move to higher spiritual planes.
I want to forget Destiny.
I want to travel the A13 for Eternity.
I love your oil refineries, motor factors, motor works,
Sewage plants, factory farming, theme pubs, launderettes,
Transport caffs, haulage firms, betting shops,
People who look so dour.
Swaggering, aggressive young men who hate themselves,
A carbon-copy of dad, who really passed it on.
And their sisters, bleached-blonde, already typecast in the role of
Victim.

And it's perfect, Oh so perfect:
It makes me feel so cold inside,
And that's familiar territory.

Oh barren, hopeless highway of Essex
I love you.
 

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Re: Rising Above Bedlam

rustbelt wrote:
Oh barren, hopeless highway of Essex
I love you.
There are people who drive around Essex just to avoid that road (and the drivers)...

Most 'English' songs in this vein are more about dysfunctional/dystopic neighbourhoods and roads than cities as such. Good ones to look at are Space's "My Neighbourhood" ("They want to knock us down 'cos they think we're scum/ but we will all be waiting when the bulldozers come!") and Madness's "Our House" (sounds like cheerful ska until you start listening to the verses)
 

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Yusuf Islam (The Artist Formerly Known as Cat Stevens)

Where Do the Children Play

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
Switch on summer from a slot machine.
Get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
For your lorryloads pumping petrol gas.
And you make them long, and you make them tough.
But they just go on and on, and it seems you can't get off.

Oh, I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

When you crack the sky, scrapers fill the air.
Will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
 

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Little Boxes (Ticky Tacky)
Written by: Malvina Reynolds Artist: Pete Seeger
From the album: We Shall Overcome (Pete Seeger at Carnegie Hall) Originally released: 1963

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,
Little boxes, little boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All go to the university,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
And there's doctors and there's lawyers
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf-course,
And drink their Martini dry,
And they all have pretty children,
And the children go to school.
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
And they all get put in boxes
And they all come out the same.

And the boys go into business,
And marry, and raise a family,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
 

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Dar WIlliams,,
the Hudson Valley's Singing Environmental Planner

What Do You Love More Than Love

Well the mountain was so beautiful
That this guy built a mall and a pizza shack
Yeah he built an ugly city because
He wanted the mountain to love him back

Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love
When you know that you won't get your heart in that stone
When you drop your tools and you stand alone
Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love

Well when my love felt like another addiction
I held my breath and I packed my bags
And I went to the land of the monastery
And the sunshine children and the prayer flags

Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love
When you feel your soul go beyond your skin
When you know that's the way that it's always been
Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love

Well, I climbed a mountain and I thought about attachment
And I thought about the Buddhist King
He said, "You can keep your superpower
It just short circuits my country"

Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love
When you question what your desire is for
When you don't just figure that you just want more
Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love

Well I love the way the world is your garden
And you plant your seeds and you let them grow
And you take things out of the ground just like
You take what comes, but you never know

Yeah, and the mountain is so beautiful
And we don't know if we're any good at all
And we give our love when we think we still need it
Yeah we give and give and fall and fall

Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love
When the giving is all that you ever get back
Oh how long do you love like that
Can you tell me oh, how to love
Hey what do you love more than love
Hey what do you love more than love
 

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As posted by DAN
"My wife (and fellow planner) is talking about an Abba tune I don't remember, which is called...." (how do you do that qoute box?)

"I Am The City"

Coming through a cloud you're looking at me from above
And I'm a revelation spreading out before your eyes
And you find me beautiful and irresistible
A giant creature that forever seems to grow in size
And you feel a strange attraction
The air is vibrant and electrified
Welcome to me here I am my arms are open wide

Somewhere in the middle of the neverending noise
There is a constant steady rhythm of a heart that beats
And a million voices blend into a single voice
And you can hear it in the clamour of the crowded streets
People come and take their chances
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose a lot
Come make your own contribution to this melting pot

I'm the street you walk
The language you talk
I am the city
The skyline is me and the energy
I am the city
The famous hotels and the cocktail bars
And the funny smells
And the turmoil the cars and the people
The air that you're breathing is me
Yes I am the city you let me be

People feed me with their lives I am a hungry soul
And they all worship me and pay their homage day and night
Every day I knew a lot of tired shopping feet
But come the night they will be dancing in the neon light
Dazzled by the crazy magic
They're grabbing pieces of the fatted calf
And in the wind if you listen hard you'll hear me laugh

I'm the street you walk
The language you talk
I am the city
The skyline is me and the energy
I am the city
The famous hotels and the cocktail bars
And the funny smells
And the turmoil the cars and the people
The parks and the squares that you see
All the sounds that you hear
And the air that you're breathing is me
Yes I am the city you let me be

I am the city
You let me be
I am the city

The famous hotels and the cocktail bars
And the funny smells
And the turmoil the cars and the people
The air that you're breathing is me

[Last line is sung simultaneously with next line]

Coming through a cloud
You're looking at me from above
And I'm a revelation spreading out before your eyes

[Last line is sung simultaneously with next line]

I'm the street you walk
The language you talk
I am the city
Yes I am the city you let me be

And you find me beautiful and irresistible
A giant creature that forever seems to grow in size

[Last line is sung simultaneously with next line]

The skyline is me and the energy
I am the city

You let me be

Somewhere in the middle of the neverending noise
There is a constant steady rhythm of a heart that beats

[Last line is sung simultaneously with next line]

I'm the street you walk
The language you talk
I am the city
Yes I am the city you let me be

And a million voices blend into a single voice
And you can hear it in the clamour of the crowded streets

[Last line is sung simultaneously with next line]

The skyline is me and the energy
I am the city

You let me be
 

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Morrissey'a "Every Day is Like Sunday" might be a good song about urban renewal. I won't put down the whole song but there were some good lyrics worth repeating like...

This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon - come Armageddon!
Come, Armageddon! Come!

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb
 

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The Living End - "All Torn Down"

I see the city and it isn't what it used to be
A million houses goin' up and down in front of me
No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again
Don't care if it's historic - don't really care at all

A hidden landscape on the brink of a development
A protest rally never satisfied with development
Both striving for a perfect world
Each having their own opinion

Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all

All Torn Down

I see the city and it's grown into a big machine
The streets are freeways and the parks are just a memory
No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again

Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all

All Torn Down

You've got no reason
 

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Defiance, Ohio - Oh, Susquehanna!

We walk at the paths at the banks of the mighty Susquehanna, with our feet made muddy by your tributaries that trickle their way to the Chesapeake. It's like we follow I-83 down to haror cities with strip malls and tar-mac, people swirling and teeming. It seemed so exciting, but now it seems like such a blight.

I grew up near Kentucky's Mt. Zion Road and all that was there was some old cemetary. All I wanted [was] to be able to walk to the store. Now I don't live there but there's too many stores, some apartments, and a Sunoco. And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies?

Oh, Susquehanna!

And I miss that place behind my house where I hiked and climbed and played, where I ditched this noisy century or just hid out from the decade. M-I homes thought it could stand to be updated, forced it all into a grid until it looked like the funny pages.

With every trace of life, it seems, confined within a frame, the faces move from day to day but the strips all look the same. And the punchlines are resoundingly unfunny for those trapped in this architecture of easy money.

And it feels like this could all come to no good. The kids who populate these culdesacs will enver know what stood beneath those cookie cutter houses: fields and streams and woods. They'll sit in cars and wait for mom to drive them out of this boring neighborhood.

Defiance, Ohio has all of their music available freely for download via archive.org. Links are here:
http://defianceohio.terrorware.com/audio.php
 

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We Can Run - Grateful Dead

We don't own this place, though we act as if we did,
It's a loan from the children of our children's kids.
The actual owners haven't even been born yet.

Bur we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent,
Some of it is broken and the rest of it is bent
Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit.

We can run,
But we can't hide from it.
Of all possible worlds,
We only got one:
We gotta ride on it.
Whatever we've done,
We'll never get far from what we leave behind,
Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide.
Oh no, we can't hide.

I'm dumpin' my trash in your back yard
Makin' certain you don't notice really isn't so hard
You're so busy with your guns and all of your excuses to use them.

Well, it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor,
We got everyone believin' that more is more,
If a reckoning comes, maybe we will know what to do then.

All these complications seem to leave no choice,
I heard the tongues of billion speak with just one voice,
Saying, ";Just leave all the rest to me,
I need it worse than you, you see.";
And then I heard....
The sound of one child crying.

Today I went walking in the amber wind,
There's a hole in the sky where the light pours in
I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine.

But now it beats down on the asphalt land
Like a hammering blow from God's left hand
What little still grows cringes in the shade like a bad vine.


****Perhaps its geared a little more at destroying the environment but nevertheless.....
 
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Lily Allen's "LDN"

LDN

Riding through the city on my bike all day
Cause the filth filth took away my license
It doesn't get me down and I feel ok
Cause the sights that I'm seeing are priceless

Everything seems to look as it should
But I wonder what goes on behind doors
A fella looking dapper , but he's sittin with a slapper
Then I see its a pimp and his crack whore

You might laugh you might frown
walkin round London town

Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else

When you look with your eyes
Everything seems nice
But if you look twice
you can see its all lies

There was a little old lady , who was walkin down the road
She was struggling with bags from Tesco
There were people from the city havin lunch in the park
I believe that it's called al fresco
Then a kid came along to offer a hand
But before she had time to accept it
hits her over the head , doesn't care if she's dead
Cause he's got all her jewellery and wallet

You might laugh you might frown
walkin round London town

Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else

When you look with your eyes
Everything seems nice
But if you look twice
you can see its all lies

Life , thats city life , yeah thats city life , thats city life
Life , thats city life , yeah thats city life , thats city life

Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why
Would I wanna be anywhere else
 

TexanOkie

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Re-opening...

Bad work day/situation: "My City Was Gone", by the Pretenders.
...I went back to Ohio, but my pretty countryside had been paved down the middle by a government that had no pride...
Good work day/situation: "Beautiful Day", by U2.
...You love this town. Even if that doesn't ring true, you've been all over, and it's been all over you. It's a beautiful day - don't let it get away...
 

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The newest from Arcade Fire, The Suburbs, is a concept album about... well, the suburbs. .

Sample lyrics from the song "Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)"

"'Cause on the surface the city lights shine
They're calling at me, come and find your kind
Sometimes I wonder if the World's so small
That we can never get away from the sprawl
Living in the sprawl
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains
And there's no end in sight
I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights."


A song about sprawl, dead malls, and light pollution! What [Indy] music loving planner wouldn't love this?
 

TexanOkie

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Also, in more a Jane Jacobs approach to the study of urbanism, the Beatles' "Penny Lane".
 

Tide

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Trace Adkins "Metropolis"

Well they finally put that red light up in the heart of town
Took the stop sign down, it was shot up anyhow
One night I ran right through it in my Chevrolet
Both police cars came, but I got away

It was a boomtown back in '62, 'til the coal ran out
And a drought came through, and they dammed the river
That we all used to fish
Population 405 and I made it 404 one night
And left the city limit sign layin' in the ditch
Run plumb over it, leavin' Metropolis

Well, I found myself in a big high-rise with a concrete yard
It ain't safe after dark, guess this ol' boy drove too far
Met a girl, fell in love, got married and she's due in May
Says we're gonna need more space, I said I know just the place

Where we can walk down to the country store
And we won't even have to lock our door
We can still get air and water there for free
She said that sounds good to me

It was a boomtown back in '62, 'til the coal ran out
And a drought came through, and they dammed the river
That we all used to fish
Poupulation 404 and when we pull in it'll be 3 more
And there's a city limit sign layin' in the ditch
That I need to fix, back in Metropolis
I'm almost in Metropolis
And I'm back in Metropolis
 

Hink

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Ben Folds in general. He seems to discuss the middle class life and a bunch of planning related things...that and he is a genius and my favorite musician of all time... no bias here.

... Rockin the Suburbs?
Ben Folds said:
I'm rockin' the suburbs
Just like Michael Jackson did
I'm rockin' the suburbs
Except that he was talented
...Effington?
Ben Folds said:
If there's a God, he is laughing at us
and our football team.

Effington could be a wonderful effing place
I can see it from the highway and I'm wondering
Are they effing in their yards?
Effing in their cars?
Effing in the trailers in the back roads and the parking lots
of Effington? Making my way to Normal, Illinois.

Maybe I should ditch this little white rental on the interstate,
start a new effing life in Effington.
I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family
or I could just keep on moving on, moving on, moving on, moving on....
and not stop 'til I get to Normal.
...
And then the people who live in Normal
can buy the movies that I'll make in Effington
that's what Normal people do
Do Normal people do it too?
Normal people do it, people do it, people do it....
...Jesusland?
Ben Folds said:
Take a walk
out the gate you go and never stop
past all the stores and wig shops
quarter in a cup for every block
and watch the buildings grow
smaller as you go

Down the tracks
beautiful McMansions on a hill
that overlook a highway
with riverboat casinos and you still
have yet to see a soul
...
Parking lots
cracked and growing grass you see it all
from offices to farms
crosses flying high above the malls
A longer walk

through Jesusland
...Hiroshima?
not really planning related... but it does have a city title :)
 

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There is a giant white cross that shadows I-70/57 in Effingham. I know Jesus can save Effingham, but can he savematton?
 

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You Can't Do That! I've Got Ancient Lights on My Cave!

Not quite a song but there's a great spoken word piece ("Built Up Area") by the British singers/comedians Flanders & Swann about prehistoric men being upset when Stonehenge is built. The lyrics are below but you really need to hear it performed to get the flavor of it. Unfortunately I can't find a performance on-line, its only on the album:

Well wot's this then? You're not going to put up these great ugly stone blocks 'ere, are you? You can't do that! I've got Ancient Lights on my cave! Well, what is it anyway? A henge? Well, what's a henge? You may call it megalithic culture, I call it vandalism! I suppose you realise this is about the last nesting place for mammoths in the whole of Wessex?

What with them building up the long barrows and the round barrows and the bell-shaped barrows... They've started cutting out these white horses on the hillside now, have you seen that? I don't know - it's some sort of ad for mead, I think. They don't call 'em the Beaker Folk for nothing! And then you come dragging along these great prefabricated dominoes all over the roads! They're not meant for that sort of traffic. Every fine weekend it's the same story: ox-carts nose to tail all the way from 'ere to the coast.

I don't know where you get that stone from anyway - that's not local stone - I can tell. You get it from where? The Preseli Mountains? In Wales? I know it's in Wales - I've been abroad. Ooh, what'd'yer want to bring it all the way... You're bringing it the wrong way anyway: you want to bring it round the Chanctonbury Ring road, avoiding earthworks at Avebury.

What a horrible lookin' thing! That's all there is to it is then? Just two up and one across the top all the way round? Well if that's modern architecture, roll on the Ice Age I say! Well, you'll never get a roof on it for a start - never get twigs big enough! Yes, we 'ad a wood henge here once but it rotted. These big picture windows you've got all the way around the bottom: oh, they look very nice, yes, I grant you but what about the draughts? What about the lack of privacy? Who wants to live in a thing like that? Will you tell me when they start movin' in, won't yer? We get a pretty rowdy crowd in some of these new developments. I don't want to end up under the altar stone in a crouching position!

It's not going to be lived in? Well, that's something anyway. What is it then? It's a what? You're pulling my... a calendar? Well, it's a bit big for a calendar isn't it? I mean, you'd look a bit silly with that on your desk, wouldn't you? Well, how'd you work it then? You come up 'ere every morning before dawn - well better you than me, mate - and when the rising Sun throws a shadow of that big stone onto this flat one 'ere, then we shall know if it's Summer. Well, that will be very helpful, I must say. But is it Summer? You can't tell. Well, I'd better come and help you shovel the snow off it then...
 

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A North Carolina bluegrass band - The Kickin Grass Band with their song "Backroads". Though not related directly to planning it describes the conversion of NC countryside around Raleigh.

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Sorry no lyrics available and I'm not quick enough to type them.
 

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How about an entire album of planning-related songs?

From the site:

“Edifice Complex and other urban plans” is a seven-song collection of music that distills land-use concepts into human-size basics. Melanie Hammet’s experience with musical theatre is evident in the inventive approach to her subject. “CarTune,” for example, is orchestrated with a band of live automobile sounds; the vocals and instruments on every track are layered, surprising, and imaginative.
Songs on the album include:

1. (anatomy of) The Street Where You Live
2. Where Shall We Gather
3. CarTune
4. Master of the Borrowed Dog
5. What Happens Next
6. Planning and Zoning
7. Lay of the Land
 

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Girl on the Billboard by Del Reeves 1965


Who is the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Rolling down the highway in my Jimmy hauling freight
From Chicago to St Louis Lord I see her every day
A double clutching weasel like me can hardly ever get a girl to look at him that way
Smiling like the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway

Well what a girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
I bet it wouldn't take her very long to get gone
If someone would pull a dirty trick and take her towel away
I slow my Jimmy down to twenty that's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway

A doo da doo doo doo doo da doo doo doo

Oh I love the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
I guess I'm getting bolder 'cause I'd rather kiss and hold her
Than just keep a lookin' at her every day
At 4:45 coffee drinking eating time Jimmy shimmies while I wake up the artist who painted the display
Of the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway

Doggone that girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Sleepy headed painter said the girl wasn't real better get the (kwee) on my way
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which a way
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
 

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1st Wave on Sirius are playing the Pretenders constantly...

...I wonder if they understand the statement being made when they play this song, or if they just like the bass line.


"My City Was Gone" The Pretenders


I went back to Ohio
But my city was gone
There was no train station
There was no downtown
South Howard had disappeared
All my favorite places
My city had been pulled down
Reduced to parking spaces
Ay, oh, way to go Ohio

Well I went back to Ohio
But my family was gone
I stood on the back porch
There was nobody home
I was stunned and amazed
My childhood memories
Slowly swirled past
Like the wind through the trees
Ay, oh, oh way to go Ohio

I went back to Ohio
But my pretty countryside
Had been paved down the middle
By a government that had no pride
The farms of Ohio
Had been replaced by shopping malls
And Muzak filled the air
From Seneca to Cuyahoga falls
Said, ay, oh, oh way to go Ohio
 

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The Kink's Come Dancing 1982

They put a parking lot on a piece of land
When the supermarket used to stand
Before that they put up a bowling alley
On the site that used to be the local Palais
........
The day they knocked down the Palais
My sister stood and cried
The day they knocked down the Palais
Part of my childhood died, just died

Now I'm grown up and playing in a band
And there's a car park where the Palais used to stand
.........
 

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The newest from Arcade Fire, The Suburbs, is a concept album about... well, the suburbs. .

Sample lyrics from the song "Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)"

"'Cause on the surface the city lights shine
They're calling at me, come and find your kind
Sometimes I wonder if the World's so small
That we can never get away from the sprawl
Living in the sprawl
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains
And there's no end in sight
I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights."


A song about sprawl, dead malls, and light pollution! What [Indy] music loving planner wouldn't love this?

This was written about my former fair town - the dark sky ordinance, the mountains behind the sprawl just off island - they are from there...

I always think of Shattered as another planning song...
 
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