Throughout the devastation, a shimmer of light. The church always seemed so dark with the hanging moss shading all around. Edmund knew it was time to run  far away from this whirlwind. The night was warm and the symphony of insects and frogs echoed across the swamp.  The heartbeat rhythm of this was solace through the fear. With a small backpack and some vague calling from dreams that never stop, Edmund was finally getting away from the Hell on earth.

Postcards and Picture Frames


 I have written new material, just need to record again. Having disabilities makes this struggle all the more difficult. I wish the best for all of us that create. I hope to continue this adventure that only started at the beginning of the lockdowns. Once we are settled I hope to share more of the world of Catpadwick. I do have a YouTube channel that is more personal and has some live performances and meditations. I need help understanding this new digital world.
 Thank you for the past few years.
My next pro is now over. Being on the verge of homelessness and having disabilities makes holding onto SoundCloud impossible at the moment. I'm loosing songs on this page. I will try a more affordable approach from here on out, as far as music production. In a world of baby shark; music has no place it seems anymore. Thanks again for your support the past three years and 56 songs later. 

Neil