We attended a showcase for songwriters. As an unpublished writer of fiction, except for my self-publishing efforts, I know many people have stories in the drawer of their desks or on their hard drives. Why it never occurred to many that there are as many or maybe more songwriters with the urge to tell their stories.
The themes of these folks were as scattered as pillow feathers in a windstorm. One fellow even bragged he could write a song about a grocery list, and I don't doubt him.
They sang about life and love, disappointment and happiness. The music was from Broadway show style to blues, country, rock, and folk. Many of the songs were humourous, and some were sad, while most of them were thought-provoking.
All in all, it was an evening well spent and something to look forward to.
On The Easel
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