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Right From Wrong
By Joy Lynn Clark (this track is ok but still needs mastering but you can have a listen) 12/8/2025 Right From Wrong (chorus) Hope you can say what you feel in a song And I know you know right from wrong And I miss you ever so deeply Deep inside I know you get what your needing And I hope one day when you see me When we hug you hear my heart beating (Verse 1) Everyday now I wake up lonely Never had more so your the only Don’t know how safe I feel when they lie cheat and steal Some people don’t know and…
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Working with Steve
10/22/2025 By Joy Lynn Clark I already had my own apartment on the southside with my boyfriend who was a dance dj. After I had just done the Jerry Springer Show, I met my first producer at a rap concert. We went to some cool clubs and he introduced me different artists in the cities’ local music scene. I felt guilty going out to meet a man that’s not my boyfriend but I wanted to do more hip/hop and EDM and my boyfriend was more of a old school/deep house/disco dj. He reluctantly accepted that I am trying to further my own career. I felt guilty because he seemed to…
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Jennifer and Joy
09/20/2025 By Joy Lynn Clark I was struggling as a single parent when I moved back home with my parents. It was a humbling experience. At first I worked as a weekend hostess on the breakfast shift at the local diner where I saw all of my former classmates. I held my head up and showed every last one of them to their tables. I also attended bartending school where I earned my certificate. I still had my hopes for radio and television so I kept sending my resume around. I said goodbye to all of my friends on the breakfast shift and started tending bar just 10 minutes from…
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Strange Case
By Joy Lynn Clark 09/06/2025 In spring of 2019 soon after the rains, I decided to lease a studio in the Mellwood Arts Building in Louisville. The space was very industrial and home to several arts groups. My studio was nestled between a dance, pottery, and wax studios (candlemaking). I had just recently met the potters assistant and she said something like, “in training”. I never met the candle maker but, I saw those dancers all the time at first. I ended up deciding to work the graveyard shift after my foul debut singing, “Prostitute” at the very top of my lungs. “Oops” I think to myself as the ballerinas…
