"I was born and raised in Pleasantville, Iowa," says Laura. "So I grew up o… Read Full Bio ↴"I was born and raised in Pleasantville, Iowa," says Laura. "So I grew up on storytelling music...Willie Nelson, Loretta Lynn, Dolly Parton, Patsy Cline. Oh, and Johnny Cash and Merle Haggard! I especially loved the harmonies and backing vocals of country music. But I was also really into The Smashing Pumpkins and older rock groups like The Clash and The Pixies. I wanted to write songs like those country artists--stories of the things I'd gone through that were really personal and honest--but with the sounds of rock that I love."

All she needed were some stories to tell. But Pleasantville just didn't provide the proper inspiration. At 21 years old, Laura Dawn packed her bags and moved to New York City Believer is the soundtrack to her roller coaster life of the next few years. "I showed up in New York, straight from Iowa, with almost no money and not knowing a single soul. I started out living at the Lexington Avenue YMCA, and then graduated to a lower East Side squat on 13th St., where I was sleeping on a board on top of my suitcases. And within a couple of years, I'd become the singer in an all-girl art-punk band that ended up being a toast of the town for a while. We were going to all these decadent parties, drinking a lot, doing drugs for the first time. Hell, in Pleasantville, Iowa, the heaviest drug I'd ever seen was Budweiser! And now I'd gotten involved in this crazy scene. It was fun at first, but after a while, I really lost my way. I had to deal with some very intense personal trials--some serious heartbreak, a very close friend dying--and it just threw this life I was living into a new light. By the time that band broke up I felt so far away from the person I was when I came to New York in the first place, the one who wanted to be a real artist. So I just started writing, by myself, for the first time. I wrote so many songs, 50 or so. I had so many stories to tell from all those years of wrong turns and poverty and mayhem, trying to make it in New York City. And writing those songs saved me. I felt like I found myself again. I called my album Believer because I emerged with a faith that there had to be some purpose to my life, that there was some future ahead I couldn't possibly foresee that would explain everything."

Of course, her future was to take those amazing songs and bring them to the world. Laura began playing out with her powerful new material, and record labels immediately took notice. Within a few months of her first solo show, she'd landed a deal with Extasy Records International and began working on the album that was to become Believer—a collection of songs illustrating her early years in New York City. “I was very young, very independent and fearless, and very, very green,” Laura admits. "Let's just say I got into plenty of trouble, and sometimes didn't know how to get myself out it."

From the sexy punk edge of "Delicious," to the timeless, melancholy pop of "Useless in L.A., " to the innovative, gothic hard rock of the title track, Believer is an eclectic musical journey, brought together by Laura Dawn's consummate auteur songwriting and unique, infectious vocals. "People have told me I sound like a cross between Kim Deal and Dusty Springfield," says Laura, of a voice that goes from a breathy purr to a soulful wail. The album's sonic landscape is rich and varied, fusing rock guitar, bass and drum sounds with ethereal effects, drum loops, and textural instruments like electric cello and piano.

"I was inspired, in part, by Moby's Animal Rights," says Laura. "I wanted to make a pop album that was extreme, that could go from the most beautiful, sparse love song to the most solid, traditional pop songwriting, and then on to the most pounding punk rock. In a way, it's kind of a woman's version of emo-core. We worked very hard to keep it intimate and real, yet when it came time to blow your head off-well, I think some tracks rock very, very hard."

Laura enlisted producer Ted Niceley (Fugazi, Shudder to Think, Girls Against Boys), and a varied group of musicians, including legendary Replacements bassist Tommy Stinson, drummers Josh Freese (A Perfect Circle, The Vandals), Kevin March (Shudder to Think, Dambuilders), and guitarist Richard Fortus (Psychedelic Furs, BT, Love Spit Love), to work on the LP. Laura also had the chance to work with Yoshiki (Extasy Records CEO and President and former leader of the legendary Japanese rock group, X-Japan), who produced his favorite track "I Would," the album's lead single (written by Laura and Linus of Hollywood).

"In the best of all possible worlds," says Laura, "people will hear this album and realize that a woman can be sexy, smart, funny, vulnerable, foolish and bad-ass - sometimes, all at once. The song "Believer" kind of says it all for me, in a way. Being a believer, keeping the faith that there's purpose to your life, is certainly a double-edged sword. Faith is sexy, it's silly, it's moving and real and elusive. But it can be dangerous and destructive if it's not tempered with some experience and wisdom. I guess the main thing I learned from all my adventures is that sometimes it's important to just keep going on, whether you can find a reason to or not. No matter what life throws you, you gotta stay a believer, you know? We need more of them."

Wasted
Laura Dawn Lyrics

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You're riot gear at the des moines zoo
You're a three course meal when you know you can't chew
Like an empty envelope at the bank deposit
Like a three-piece prada suit hanging in my closet

You're wasted
Wasted on me
You're wasted

Wasted, wasted
On me

You're a bad complexion on a movie star
You're a free beer at a real shitty bar
And you're way too drunk on the wine you didn't bring
But you're my favorite thing, you're my favorite thing

But you're wasted
Wasted on me
You're wasted
Wasted, wasted
On me

And you say all i need is love
And you say
You say all i need is love
You say all i need is love
But your words are just
Wasted

You're cinderella at the wrong fuckin' ball
You're the very best friend that i never ever call
You're the last one out of a house you didn't build
And like a good actor in a soft porn film

You're just wasted
Wasted on me

Overall Meaning

The song "Wasted" by Laura Dawn is a story about a relationship in which one partner feels wasted on the other. The lyrics are a cocktail of sharp wit and humor that vividly paint the picture of the partner's feeling of being underutilized and valueless. The song's opening lines "you're riot gear at the des moines zoo, you're a three-course meal when you know you can't chew" show the partner as someone who is overqualified for their current situation, and therefore underrated. The partner's value is also depicted as being a waste, like an empty envelope at the bank and a three-piece Prada suit hanging in the closet.

Further, the song shows that the partner is a source of comfort and delight but, ultimately, is best suited for something more significant. Lines such as "you're a bad complexion on a movie star, you're a free beer at a real shitty bar" highlight the triviality and the underutilization of the partner's talents. Additionally, the lines "and you're way too drunk on the wine you didn't bring, but you're my favorite thing, you're my favorite thing" depict the partner as someone who is loved but still not utilized to their full potential.

The final verse shows the partner being wasted on the singer. "You're Cinderella at the wrong fuckin' ball, you're the very best friend that I never ever call." These lines show the partner being misplaced or undervalued, thus depicting their wasted value. Overall, the song "Wasted" is a poignant commentary on the idea of not utilizing your partner's full potential and how it can lead to a feeling of being wasted.

Line by Line Meaning

You're riot gear at the des moines zoo
You're trying to protect and shield me from something that doesn't require protection, like wearing riot gear at the Des Moines zoo.

You're a three course meal when you know you can't chew
You're trying to take on too much and pretending you can handle it, like trying to eat a three-course meal when you can't chew.

Like an empty envelope at the bank deposit
You're futile and useless, like an empty envelope at the bank deposit that serves no purpose.

Like a three-piece prada suit hanging in my closet
You're something extravagant and unnecessary that has no practical value, like a three-piece Prada suit hanging in my closet.

You're wasted
You're not being utilized to your full potential.

Wasted on me
You could be valuable to someone else, but you're put to waste on me.

You're a bad complexion on a movie star
You're something undesirable on someone or something that should be perfect, like a bad complexion on a movie star.

You're a free beer at a real shitty bar
You're something that's free and obtainable, but only in an undesirable setting, like a free beer at a crappy bar.

And you're way too drunk on the wine you didn't bring
You're overly involved and present in something you didn't have any part in, like being drunk on wine you didn't even bring.

But you're my favorite thing, you're my favorite thing
Despite all these negative qualities, you're still my favorite thing.

And you say all i need is love
You try to convince me that love is all I need.

But your words are just
But your words are empty and hold no truth.

Wasted
Again, lost opportunity.

You're cinderella at the wrong fuckin' ball
You don't fit in with the current situation or surroundings, like Cinderella at the wrong ball.

You're the very best friend that i never ever call
You're someone I value greatly, but still neglect, like a best friend I never call.

You're the last one out of a house you didn't build
You have a tendency to linger and delay things that aren't your responsibility or creation, like being the last one out of a house you didn't build.

And like a good actor in a soft porn film
You're performing well, but the context is inappropriate and underwhelming like a good actor in a soft porn film.

You're just wasted
You're being wasted again.

Wasted on me
And again, you could be better utilized elsewhere.

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