From the new musical, "The Forgetting of Snow," Book & Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Paulo K Tiról (feat. Ross Baum).

Grow Another Scar

From the new musical, "The Forgetting of Snow," Book & Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Paulo K Tiról (feat. Patty Nieman)

There Was Snow

Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Ross Baum.  Commissioned by CO/LAB Theater Group.  (Feat. Ross Baum)

Hello, Today (feat. Ross Baum)

A song about a sandwich.  (Words by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Jonathan Fadner)

Performed by Kathleen Wrinn

The Sandwich Song (feat. Kathleen Wrinn)

Performed by Richard Binder

"When You've Got a Gift" (Book and Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Minhui Lee) is a quirky, dark musical one-act about losing hope and finding it again. Malcolm (a musician with intense stage fright), Sister Sophia (an atheistic nun), and Dr. J (a bankrupt falafel cart owner) have all given up on themselves and the world. Each character considers jumping off the same bridge during the course of a single day, but must eventually find solace in each other to remember why life is worth living.

Featuring: Richard Binder, Aaron Riesebeck, and Kathleen Wrinn

When You've Got A Gift

Performed by Aaron Riesebeck

"When You've Got a Gift" (Book and Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Minhui Lee) is a quirky, dark musical one-act about losing hope and finding it again. Malcolm (a musician with intense stage fright), Sister Sophia (an atheistic nun), and Dr. J (a bankrupt falafel cart owner) have all given up on themselves and the world. Each character considers jumping off the same bridge during the course of a single day, but must eventually find solace in each other to remember why life is worth living.

Featuring: Richard Binder, Aaron Riesebeck, and Kathleen Wrinn

Something

Performed by Paulo K Tiról and Kathleen Wrinn

"The Forgetting of Snow" (Book and Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Paulo K Tiról)is a full-length musical exploring school shootings in America through the eyes of a 9-year-old girl.

How Little We Know

Performed by Rogelio Peñaverde, Jr.

"The Forgetting of Snow" (Book and Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Paulo K Tiról)is a full-length musical exploring school shootings in America through the eyes of a 9-year-old girl.

Blown-Glass Boy

Performed by Kathleen Wrinn

"The Forgetting of Snow" (Book and Lyrics by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Paulo K Tiról)is a full-length musical exploring school shootings in America through the eyes of a 9-year-old girl.

It's December

"Better Left in the Dark."  Words by Kathleen Wrinn, Music by Peter Hodgson.

Vocals by Kathleen Wrinn
Piano and Guitar by Peter Hodgson
Violin by Molly Fletcher
Cello by Alexandra Jones 
Bass and Mix by Lloyd Kikoler

Better Left in the Dark

"At the Inn" - A song inspired by the holidays and the 2016 election.
Lyrics and Vocals by Kathleen Wrinn
Music and Guitar by Jonathan Fadner

Happy holidays, everyone.  Be good to each other.

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"At the Inn"

The neon glows blue, red, and white,
Announcing "No Vacancy" into the night,
But there are spots in the lot.
It seems like there's plenty of space.
I feel a small tug on my hand.
My boy wants to enter, but frozen I stand.
There's a man at the door,
A threatening look on his face.
Everyone says this is where we should go.
I hope they're right, 'cause it's starting to snow.
My child is cold.  His jacket is fraying and thin.
Will there be room at the inn?

The lady out front was so kind.
She swore we'd be welcomed, that no one would mind.
"Strangers," she said, 
"Your journey's done.  Come, get some sleep."
I want to believe that she's right,
But I see the man, and my heart fills with fright.
If he's holding the keys,
The promise is one she can't keep.
Everyone says that it's golden inside.
Golden or not, we need some place to hide.
My child is young.  He needs to feel safe to begin.
Will there be room at the inn?

I've heard things are changing behind the doors.
The rooms aren't filled, but they bind the doors,
And just to make clear what you find is not yours
They won't share and inch,
They won't spare a bed,
Or offer you the stable instead.
They point you to the home that you fled.

We take a small step through the snow.
The man shakes his head, and his mouth whispers, "No."
"But my boy, sir," I say, "We can't go back.
Please let us by."
But just as my tears start to fall,
The lady appears again, brazen and tall.
She faces the man 
And lifts up her lamp toward the sky,
Saying, "Sir, I can see that you're guarding the door,
But these are the tired, and these are the poor.
Her child is my child, no matter the shade of his skin.
Our home is their home.  Where they are now, we all have been,
Wondering 'Will there be room at the inn?
Will there be room at the inn?'
Despite all the fears, after two thousand years,
Can't there be room at the inn?"

At The Inn (feat. Kathleen Wrinn)

Musical Theatre Lyricist, Bookwriter, Performer, and Professor

Kathleen Wrinn

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