This is a cover of a Kris Kristofferson song, made popular in the 1976 version by Johnny Duncan and Janie Frickie. Kris also recorded a nice version. I combined elements of both and gave it a Jimmy Buffet-style reggae beat. Featuring Albert Lee (lead guitar,) Dana Shaw (guest vocal,) Robert Heft (rhythm guitar, bass guitar,) Mark Brown (keyboards) and Mike Tempo (drums, percussion.) Engineered and mixed by Robert Heft at Songwriters Studio Services. @robert-heft @dlshaw08 @mike-tempo @musik-haus-llc

Stranger

Little Briar Rose is an emotional jazz ballad retelling Sleeping Beauty from the prince’s perspective. Featuring a swingin' piano, storytelling vocals, and a simple jazz interpretation, it’s a heartfelt song about awakening, love, and redemption.  
(c)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
She lay in the tower, the briars grew tall,
A kingdom enchanted, asleep through it all.
A hundred years waiting, her fate was composed,
The name on their lips was Little Briar Rose.

[Chorus]
But the kiss was not for her awakening,
It was mine, it was mine, the heart inside me breaking.
Cold as stone, I’d never known what love could be—
Little Briar Rose, you awakened me.

[Verse 2]
I thought I was mighty, a prince made of steel,
No sorrow could touch me, no kindness to feel.
I kissed her in duty, or so I supposed,
But she opened my heart—sweet Briar Rose.

[Chorus]
And the kiss was not for her awakening,
It was mine, it was mine, the heart inside me breaking.
Cold as stone, I’d never known what love could be—
Little Briar Rose, you awakened me.

[Bridge]
The thorns have all melted, the kingdom can sing,
But I found the treasure no crown could bring.
It wasn’t her beauty, it wasn’t her hand,
It was learning the joy of helping to stand. 

[Verse 3]
Now I walk in sunlight I never have known,
Her laughter beside me, it softens the throne.
For the gift that she gave me will ever be shown,
That a heart is worth more than a crown of stone.

[Chorus]
The kiss was never for her awakening,
It was mine, it was mine, the heart inside me breaking.
Cold as stone, I’d never known what love could be—
Little Briar Rose, you awakened me.

[Outro]
Little Briar Rose… you awakened me.

Little Briar Rose

A sly, modern pop-country tune about finally finding someone who makes you “a lot less single.” Upbeat guitars, toe-tapping rhythm, and a wink of humor and heartache— equal parts radio-friendly and bar-room relatable. Perfect for fans of traditional country, sad love songs, and honest songwriting. 

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[Verse 1]
I saw you in the corner, nursin’ that beer
You caught my eye, I caught your fear
You slipped off your ring like I didn’t see
Tucked it in your pocket so casually
You took a little breath, made a little call
Then walked my way through the smoky hall

[Chorus]
I said, “I saw that ring you tried to hide from me
And that call looked a lot like dad checkin’ on his family
You’ve got a good poker face, but honey, I can see
You’re a lot less single than you pretend to be.”

[Verse 2]
We talked ‘bout your Chevy, your job, your team
But not ‘bout the house or the folks in between
You danced around questions, smooth as could be
Like you’d practiced that smile in the mirror for me
I laughed at your jokes, but the truth rang clear
You were half in the moment and half back there

[Chorus]
I said, “You talk like a man who’s learnin’ to breathe
But there’s a shadow on every word you leave
You’re tellin’ your story selectively
You’re a lot less single than you pretend to be.”

[Bridge]
You sighed and said, “It’s not what it seems
Sometimes forever don’t match the dream
Sometimes life’s bigger, sometimes it’s small
Sometimes the truth don’t fit words at all.”

[Verse 3]
Then you told me ‘bout her, your high school love
Said forever came early when push came to shove
Lost her one night on a midnight road
Now it’s just you and the kids back home
And yeah, that was them you were checkin’ on
‘Cause your mama can’t stay ‘til very long

[Final Chorus]
And I smiled through tears at the man I could see,
The weight you carry runs deeper than me.
You raised your glass, said, “Here’s to memory.”
Yeah, you’re a lot more single than you pretend to be.

A Lot Less Single (Than You Pretend To Be)

A storyteller–style story song about love, loyalty, and a white El Camino that outlasted the years. The Elky follows a couple from their teenage cruising days down Main Street, through marriage, and into their senior years — with that same old Chevy still humming along. Funny, tender, and true-to-life, it’s a love story on four wheels and a few busted shocks.

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(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
Back in high school, my man had a ride,
A white El Camino, old but with pride.
Rust on the fenders, a squeak in the door,
But it ran like a dream and I still wanted more.
We’d cruise down Main, just countin’ the lights,
Radio hummin’ through summer nights.
Some said “junk,” some said “cool,”
But we were young and breakin’ rules.

[Chorus]
And oh, that Elky, what a sight to see,
Windows down and him next to me.
Folks would whisper, folks would stare,
We just laughed—we didn’t care.
That old El Camino set us free,
Lord, I loved ridin’ in the Elky.

[Verse 2]
Through the years we bought new cars,
Minivans and beat-up Fords and ours.
But out in the shed he’d spend his time,
Under that hood with grease and grime.
One day I said, “Move over, dear,”
Grabbed a wrench and a can of beer.
Now we fix her up together still,
That Chevy’s got her own free will.

[Chorus]
Oh, that Elky, what a sight to see,
Windows down and him next to me.
She don’t shine much, but she’s ours, you see,
A little bit rough, but so are we.
That old El Camino’s family,
Lord, I love ridin’ in the Elky.

[Bridge]
We never had no kids to raise,
Just this one car through all our days.
He calls her “baby,” and so do I,
You can hear her hum when we roll by.

[Verse 3]
Now kids still cruise these streets at night,
Neon signs and red tail lights.
They wave at us and honk and grin,
Say, “There go the cool old folks again.”
We just smile, shift down to three,
That engine purrs in harmony.
Time’s gone fast, but love don’t flee,
Still ridin’ proud in that old Elky.

[Chorus]
Yeah, the Elky, what a sight to see,
Windows down, just him and me.
Years roll by, like tumbleweeds,
But that car still gives us what we need.
Some folks age, but we just be—
Forever cruisin’ in the Elky.

[Outro – Spoken softly]
Ain’t fast, ain’t fancy,
But it’s ours.

The Elky

“Big Town” is a modern female pop-rock anthem about independence, heartbreak, and city life.
A young woman finally has enough of her lazy boyfriend who’d rather game and watch TV than grow up. She kicks him out, takes back her freedom, and rediscovers the thrill of New York City — the lights, the noise, the possibilities — and all the plenty of men waiting out there, because it’s a big town.

Catchy hooks, electric-guitar energy, and clever, confident lyrics make Big Town perfect for fans of the modern pop rock divas.
It’s a breakup song with bite — upbeat, relatable, and ready for anyone who’s ever outgrown a small-minded love.
Upbeat guitars, a little attitude, and a wink of humor for anyone who’s ever outgrown a lazy love.

LYRICS
(c) 2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
He’s on the couch again, same old show,
Bag of chips, controller glow.
I’m dressin’ up, but then he don’t go —
Says, “Babe, it’s rerun night, y’know.”
He talks those big dreams, but never tries,
Future’s just a bag of fries.
I’ve had enough of his lazy lies,
I grab my keys, roll my eyes.

[Chorus 1]
There’s Broadway lights and taxi sounds,
Brooklyn bars and SoHo crowds,
Rooftop views where hearts unbound,
And plenty of men — it’s a big town.

[Verse 2]
Mom made roast, and then my sister called,
“Bring him by,” but he just stalled.
Stayed at home, headset on, so enthralled —
Yellin’ “Headshot!” down the hall.
What game is he playin', anyway
While I’m workin’ ev'ry day,
He’s busy blowin’ his nights away —
Joystick’s gonna make him pay.

[Chorus 2]
From Times Square lights to Harlem sounds,
Chelsea nights and Coney crowds,
Bridges gleam where love’s unbound,
And plenty of men — it’s a big town.

[Bridge]
So I told him, “Pack it, honey — go.”
 He moved back in with mom — figures, though. 
No tears, no fear, just watch me glow —
I’ve got a city full of “Hellos.”

[Verse 3]
Met a cutie at a coffee stand,
Tall and charming, shook my hand.
We talked for hours, thought that life was grand —
He said, “Work? Nah, not my plan.”
Red flag waves, and so I sip and frown,
Deja vu comes back around,
And so I laugh and I spin this gown —
It’s fine, babe… it’s a big town.

[Chorus 3]
From Central Park to Queens rebound,
Neon nights and subway sounds,
He’s not the last fool I’ve found,
There’s plenty of men — it’s a big town.

[Outro / Tag]
Yeah, the skyline shines when you’re lookin’ up,
And love’s just luck in a paper cup.
He was small-time, I’m city-bound —
There’s plenty of men — it’s a big town.

Big Town

Vale Vale Vale is pure attitude and rhythm — a bilingual dance track where the girls call out their lazy boyfriends with humor and groove. A mix of pop and Latin beats with a catchy chorus you can’t forget. It’s the sound of eye rolls, laughter, and every “I’ll do it later” turned into a dancefloor moment.

🇲🇽 Descripción en Español

Vale Vale Vale es ritmo y picardía. Un tema bailable en Spanglish donde las chicas se quejan (bailando) de sus novios flojos. Pop latino con energía de girl group, un coro pegajoso y buena vibra para cantar, reír y moverse.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
Mis amigas dicen, “nunca hace na’,”
solo mira el móvil y se pone a chatear.
Le digo, “¡vamos al parque, al mar, a pasear!”
Él sonríe lento y vuelve a contestar...

[Chorus]
Vale, vale, vale…
(lo dice sin moverse del sofá)
Vale, vale, vale…
(“ya voy, cariño,” pero nunca va)
Vale, vale, vale…
es su forma de decir “quizá…”
Vale, vale, vale…
y me hace suspirar.

[Verse 2]
Yo quiero bailar, él prefiere mirar,
dice “con tus pasos no puedo ganar.”
Pero cuando suena la rumba o el reggaetón,
le da la fiebre, me agarra y— ¡boom!

[Chorus]
Vale, vale, vale…
(“espérate, que me da calor”)
Vale, vale, vale…
(“pon otra copa, que voy mejor”)
Vale, vale, vale…
lo dice y sube el son.
Vale, vale, vale…
¡y baila con pasión!

[Verse 3]
Toda la tarde pensando en él,
la luna nos mira desde el hotel.
Le digo bajito, “ya no puedo más,”
y él sonríe lento, me empieza a besar…

[Chorus]
Vale, vale, vale…
(ahora sí, lo dice de verdad)
Vale, vale, vale…
(ya no hay pausa, no hay que esperar)
Vale, vale, vale…
me pierde al respirar.
Vale, vale, vale…
¡y no para más!


[Final chorus]
Vale, vale, vale…
(lo dice sin moverse del sofá)
Vale, vale, vale…
(“pon otra copa, que voy mejor”)
Vale, vale, vale…
es su forma de decir “quizá…”
Vale, vale, vale…
¡y me hace suspirar!

Vale, Vale, Vale

“Crying in Neon” is an old-Vegas jazz ballad about a young woman who came to the Strip in 1970 chasing a dream — only to find herself caught between the glitter and the truth behind the curtain. A slow, smoky, Sinatra/Bennett-style story-song about ambition, identity, and the glow that never quite leaves you. Lush orchestration, brushed drums, muted trumpet, and that late-night Capitol Records mood.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
She stepped off the bus in the heat of 70,
A suitcase full of sheet-music and old routines.
Thought the Strip would see her heart,
Spot her talent from the start—
But the bright lights only whispered in between.

She took the chorus-line job just to get through the week,
Dreaming she’d be headlinin’ by the fall.
But every night she’d take the stage,
Feelin’ stuck inside a cage,
Playin’ star for folks who never knew her at all.

[Chorus]
And she’s cryin’ in neon, when the curtains close—
Still in rhinestones, still in hose.
She tells herself it’s just a moment, just a phase to survive…
But the showgirl life ain’t the dream she had in mind.

[Verse 2]
Eight o’clock was feathers, sequins, Bluebells keepin' prim—
Ten o’clock, well… that’s when Vegas shows some skin.
She’d smile big, she’d lift her chin,
’Cause a pro keeps lean and thin,
But she knew she wasn’t really in it to win.

She wasn’t shamed by any work she chose to do—
Every woman learns her power when she shines.
Still, the dream she carried there
Didn’t match the makeup glare,
Or the way the band would hit those midnight lines.

[Chorus]
And she’s cryin’ in neon, when the curtains close—
Still in rhinestones, still in hose.
She tells herself it’s just a moment, just a phase to survive…
But the showgirl life ain’t the dream she had in mind.

[Bridge]
She’d meet the men who waited nightly by the wings—
Flashy smiles, easy rings.
They loved the silhouette, the shimmer, not her name.
And though she flirted with the notion
Of a moment’s sweet devotion,
She knew none of them could see her past the frame.

[Verse 3]
Now she’s lookin’ back from somewhere far from Desert Inn,
Kids grown up, and a husband who adores her still.
Life was good, she made her peace,
Found her own kind of release—
Chose a world beyond the lure of the thrill.

But sometimes when the twilight hits a certain hue,
She’ll hear a brass line driftin’ from a dive.
And she’ll miss the girl she used to be,
Even when it made her bleed—
And she misses the stage life that once made her cry..

[Chorus (Final)]
She’s cryin’ in neon in her memory’s glow—
All that glitter, all that show.
It wasn’t what she dreamed of, but it kept her soul alive…
And she misses the stage life that once made her cry.


Crying In Neon

Static & Silk drifts through the late-night moments where charm, chemistry, and a little mystery all meet in the dark. A confident, modern pop track with smooth vocals, warm synths, and that barely-defined line between desire and detachment. Short verses paint the perfect stranger, dreamy pre-choruses float under moonlit clouds, and the chorus wraps everything in velvet and voltage.

Sexy without spelling anything out, elegant without trying too hard — a perfect soundtrack for nights that aren’t love, but will do just fine.

If you like lush nighttime pop with a touch of attitude, welcome in.

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(c)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Pleasant scat singing]
Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba

[Verse 1]
He’s tall, with lovely wavy hair,
Smile that's welcome everywhere.
He's the one who can't be lured,
His move is easy, self-assured.

[Pre-Chorus]
The clouds are drifting past the moon,
Like they’ve got secrets of their own.
And every star just stays in place,
Right where the night has thrown.

[Chorus]
Static and silk,
Energy that makes the night roll.
When the day has taken its toll,
Nothing like love — but it’ll do.
Stay a while, enjoy the view.

[pleasant scat]
Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba…

[Verse 2]
Talk's not drifting from the norm,
Style of speech is plainly warm.
His ego's not the kind to swell,
But he carries something very well.

[Pre-Chorus]
The night keeps bending at the edges,
Shadows stretching where they please.
And the sky hums low and steady,
Warm as a southern breeze.

[Chorus]
Static and silk,
Electric in a way she can’t name.
Perfect for a temporary flame.
Nothing like love — but it’ll do.
Settle in… enjoy the view.

[Bridge]
Let the moment be a moment —
Untethered, unpromised, unassigned.
Two strangers with familiar hands,
Meeting somewhere between
The heartbeat
And the headline.
No meaning necessary.

[Chorus]

Static and silk,
Energy that makes the night roll…
When the day has taken its toll…
Nothing like love but it will do…
Stay awhile and enjoy the view…

Static and silk,
Electric in a way she can’t name…
Perfect for a temporary flame…
Nothing like love — but it’ll do…
Settle in… enjoy the view…

 


Static & Silk

Wrong Side of Raindrops”
Kissin’ Tell leans into neo-folk shimmer on this jangly, rain-lit track. Acoustic warmth, chiming electric guitars, and tight harmonies shape a late-80s/early-90s folk-pop mood — a little moody, a little hopeful, and completely human.
It’s the sound of finding yourself on the quiet side of the storm, learning how to stand in it, and maybe even dance through it.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
Streetlights paint the midnight gray again 
Footsteps blossom in the rain  
Everyone’s laughing, their hearts untamed  
And mine whispers your refrain

[Pre‑Chorus] 
Maybe I read the sky too deep, 
Maybe the storm won’t let me sleep. 

[Chorus] 
I’m on the wrong side of raindrops, 
But trying to stay awake.
They find their joy when the thunder pops,
I just count what it takes. 

[Verse 2] 
Umbrellas unfurl like borrowed wings, 
They twirl down lover’s lane. 
I hide behind the songs that they sing, 
And then slip beneath the gain.  

[Pre‑Chorus 2]
Maybe I’m chasing a new sound, 
Maybe I’m scared to stand my ground. 

[Chorus]
I’m on the wrong side of raindrops,
Still, part of me wants light.
Wish I could dance where the color drops,
And make the dark feel right.

[Bridge]
Let the rhythm bleed from stone to stream,
Wash away my in‑between dream. 
Rain can forgive, rain can begin,
Maybe the hardest place to live—
is the weight of your own skin.

[Final Chorus]
We’re on the wrong side of raindrops,
But learning what that means.
If hearts can bloom where the waters stop,
Then maybe love stays clean.

 

Wrong Side Of Raindrops

This is a song about a street in Los Angele County's AV, which runs through Lancaster, Palmdale and Quartz Hill. Featuring Robert Heft on lead guitar, rhythm guitar and bass, Roberto Diana on banjo, Mike Tempo on drums and percussion, and Nick Echols & Rachel Hirshee on backing vocals. @rachel-hirshee-768986806 @mike-tempo @robert-heft @robertodiana

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AVENUE N
©2015 Ggreg Snyder

Jean drinks gin in the morning, he’s feeling misérable
At ten he interviews for a another stupid job
The questions he is asked, leave him perplexed
The man says, “Hey, you start on Monday next.

	The benefits package is contained herein.”
	He peruses it all as he drives down Avenue N

Brad leaves the office, his HR day is through
He walks into a bar, it’s called “The Office”, too
He argues with the losers, jokers with no life
And 8-ish he ubers home to his wife

	He's got a boring 9 to 5, she teaches yoga and spin
	They got a 5 bedroom house off of 60th West and N

(solo)

		You can pour it in a glass or chug from a cup
		Drink it all down, or throw it all up
		Buy it from a can, or distill your own
		Maybe misery is better homegrown

Debbie watches Brad fall asleep on the floor
and drives to a mobile home, she’s been there before
She and Araceli drink tequila and beer
They relate in a way that’s strictly peer-to-peer

	They go to the biggest church on Avenue N
	But they like to live life on the other side now and then

Perilous Lizards

Avenue N

In this tune, the character of Evelyn encourages her girlfriend Lisa that they should come out. Alfredo Reed plays most of the instruments, Tara Alise Cox sings the lead as Evelyn, and Molly Cotten as Lisa sings harmony on the bridge. Engineered by Robert Heft, who plays acoustic guitar. @tara-cox-167632375 @molly-cotten-573748187 @robert-heft @alfredococo10 ©2019 Ggreg Snyder

Gehenna

End Of The World

Songwriter blurring the lines between country, pop, folk, and whatever else feels honest. Silicon Valley roots, zero Nashville clichés. Think tech-metaphor heartbreak, cowpunk energy, and the sweetness of two good people parting ways. Call it alt.country if you need a label.