I usually share bits of writing on here, but I write songs too. This is one of my most recent recordings, a track called ‘Howl’. It’s got a bit of country-blues and some rock and roll. Anyway, have a listen, let me know what you think and thanks for stopping by.
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Some Kind of Salvation
I don’t drink.I think about drinking some times.I think about disappearing into the city,Into the night.Into a rock and roll song.The music.The crowd.The passion.Sparks.I’ve been lost.I’ve been a fool.But the music,Is me.AndI am the music.Like a map,Back to myself.A pawn shop guitar man,But a guitar man none the less.Turn up the guitar.Make it loud.ConnectionsLit up.Me.You.Everybody.Together.SometimesContinue reading “Some Kind of Salvation”
Bus Stop Boogie
Bus stop in the gentle rain,Waiting,Waiting.Old couple arguing about something, nipping at each other.Dressed like they are on a hill-walking expedition in monsoon season for the trip down to the bingo.Sharing a packet of Wotsits.The wet grass.Cars rolling by in the street,Turn up the volume,Ian Dury and the BlockheadsBurst through my headphones.And I’m traveling,Borneo,Bordeaux,Fantastique.Feet tapping,Moving,NearContinue reading “Bus Stop Boogie”
The Old Piano
An Old PianoI found it in the street.Seems no one had time for music anymore.There was a catsleeping under the keys.I pushed it home,put it in the hall.The keys were worn,the wood faded.But when I pressed the keys,it poured out light:into the room,into my eyes,into my mind.I saw the ghostsof Saturday night.singing,dancing,pouring heartandsoulthrough the keys.AndContinue reading “The Old Piano”
Light Me Home
The stars are out tonight.A cold February night.The streetlights flicker, and I can see my breath escape my lungs into the cold night air.Light me home. Light me home.The silence, broken by the occasional taxi racing up the street,or a shout from a street over.Don’t you know people are trying to sleep?I feel an oldContinue reading “Light Me Home”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 