Walk through town.Tall buildings casting shadowunder the winter sun. Traffic queues up.Someone’s got the window down,making a phone call,and you can hear them half way up the streettelling someonethey need to get creamfor those haemorrhoids. Few folk laughing. Walk past the pub.Looks like a good crowd in.The band is cranking outSharp Dressed Man. I’m eitherContinue reading “Gibbons Guitar Tone”
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Number 7
The rain stopped, finally. Folk hurried through the Cross. Shoppers, pub-goers, chasing the sudden sun. Stuart had the guitar. Finding an E chord. A scavenged piece of string tied neck to base for a strap. He had it slung over his shoulder, like it had always been there. People walked by, didn’t pay him anyContinue reading “Number 7”
Moments
Moments I sit for a while and just enjoy the music. They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitar and to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder. I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a little distortion pedal. I’ll be where the music isContinue reading “Moments”
Me and the Rain
Open the window at 4am.Listen to the rainfalling on the window. The street.The parked cars.The garden chairI left out last night. Sit in the glowof the streetlight. Just listen. Hear a car race up the street.Too fast. Then it fades. And I’m left with the soundof the rain. The smell drifting inthrough the window. PickContinue reading “Me and the Rain”
Two Ghosts
The waiter brought the mug from the front bar, just like the singer had requested: half full of white wine. The crowd was different through here, the buzz of the front bar seemed another world. He left the mug by the piano and smiled at the singer. She was sitting by the window, singing aboutContinue reading “Two Ghosts”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 