Paul Andrew Sneddon

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Rain and the Black Crowes

May 6th, 2025

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…
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Three Alarms and a Dream

May 1st, 2025

It’s always interested me when you hear about people getting up at the very early hours for work or self-improvement. I’m more of a night person. I’m sitting here writing this at 2am. It got me thinking about someone really desperate to emulate and join…
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The Bridge

Apr 20th, 2025

** 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…
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The Meaning Of Life

Apr 20th, 2025

Come close,and I’ll tell you—roll up;put your money down. We got all the cash?Okay.Put it out back by the door.Be ready to go. Here we go, everyone—listen close:all will be revealed. The meaning of life is…Ahem: the meaning of life is… Do you know it?What…
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Pawn Shop Guitar Man

Apr 20th, 2025

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.…
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Rain and the Black Crowes

Three Alarms and a Dream

The Bridge

The Meaning Of Life

Pawn Shop Guitar Man