music – Page 5 – Paul Andrew Sneddon

Rain and the Black Crowes

The rain fell steady that night. He opened the window and could feel the moisture in the air. He turned the lights down low and listened as nonfiction drifted out from the speakers. The acoustic guitar, bass and harmonica all drifting in together. He put down his phone and sat on the floor at theContinue reading “Rain and the Black Crowes”

Rust

Would you dress it up in gold,when it’s made of rust?Build it to the stars,when we return to dust?But if not this,then what?In this little snapshot,life is all,all we’ve got.Sometimes,rust makes the best instruments.(c) Paul Andrew Sneddon

The Bridge

** Contains strong language and themes of mortality and violence. ** Section 1 It started here, on this bridge. A December day with the temperature falling. Away from the crowds, the shoppers, the revellers spilling out of the pub. The cold waters of the Kelvin running beneath me: timeless, endless. A police siren sounds asContinue reading “The Bridge”

Pawn Shop Guitar Man

I’m a pawn shop guitar man.They don’t let me in uptown.I don’t get around downtown much either. I’ve been waiting for the bus,but the buses don’t run. It’s okay.It could be worse. I’ve got this guitar. Paint’s a little worn. Six strings.Twenty frets. A universe. Lift it from the case.Start to play. Testifying beneath theContinue reading “Pawn Shop Guitar Man”

Home

I’ve got a little Park20W amp.It sits under a tablein the bedroom. I’ve owned it for 30 years,and still some days,when the rain tumbles downand my feet can’t get on the ground,I unwrap the wire,I plug it in. I unspool the guitar leadand plug it into my guitar,full of soul. I turn the volume up,makeContinue reading “Home”