Copper Sunburn is dust on the boots and smoke in the rafters. Fiddle, pedal steel, harmonica, and Telecaster ride a rhythm section that knows barrooms, barns, and long drives after last call. The songs trace small-town vows and bad timing: the shine that pays the bills, the love that won’t stay put, and the kind of trouble that starts with a favor and ends with a prayer. Arrangements lean warm and human — front-porch acoustics, two-step shuffles, slow waltzes, and highway ballads — with a baritone vocal telling the truth without polishing it. No filler. Every track lands a scene and hands the night to the next one.

Stray Horse Motel

Trailer 12, Eviction Day

Lobby at High Noon

🎸 The anthem for every theme park lone wolf who refuses to wait.

Kickin’ up dust with banjo rolls, steel-guitar slides, and that signature yee-haw swagger, Single Rider Energy is a country-rock celebration of freedom, fast lanes, and riding solo with pride. It’s Disneyland meets Nashville — where churros are optional, but confidence is required.

This track captures the thrill of ditching the group text, skipping the line, and living your best theme park life one single seat at a time. With fiddle runs, handclaps, and a grin that says “I rode twice before you even tapped your app,” it’s pure crowd-surfing joy on Main Street asphalt.

🎹 Style: Country Rock / Park-Life Comedy
🎤 Artist: Pixley Productions
🎧 For fans of: Zac Brown Band, Shania Twain, or anyone who’s ever said “single rider” like a lifestyle choice.

🎻 Steel-guitar swagger and banjo charm.
🥁 Fiddle-fueled rhythm and theme park twang.
💡 “No crowd, no wait — just freedom for me.”

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Pixley Productions is an independent, fan-made creative project and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or connected to The Walt Disney Company or any of its subsidiaries or affiliates. All references to Disney parks, characters, or properties are made under fair use for purposes of comedy, parody, satire, commentary, and artistic expression.

Single Rider Energy

First noted 1541 by de Soto's expedition, where Mississippi Valley tribes grew them, Jonathan Carr of Carr's Ciderhouse and farm in Hadley said that he tries to harvest pawpaws just before they fall off the trees. "Poor man's banana" during Great Depression; declined post-WWII due to short shelf life (2–3 days) and imported fruits.


(Verse 1)
De Soto rode where the rivers wind,
Found the fruit that the tribes had lined,
Mississippi valley rich and wide,
Pawpaws growing by the riverside.

(Chorus)
The pawpaw, sweet and small,
Soft as summer when the leaves start to fall,
Once fed the poor when times were lean,
Now it's back in Hadley, ripe and green.

(Verse 2)
Jonathan Carr on the Hadley ground,
Walks the rows where the fruit is found,
Picks them quick before they fall,
They don't last long, no shelf life at all.

(Chorus)
The pawpaw, sweet and small,
Soft as summer when the leaves start to fall,
Once fed the poor when times were lean,
Now it's back in Hadley, ripe and green.

(Bridge)
Through Depression days, it fed the hand,
A “poor man's banana” across the land,
Then came ships from far away,
And the pawpaw's story slipped away.

(Verse 3)
Now cider flows where the trees still grow,
Carr and his crew let the old roots show,
Short life fruit but full of pride,
Mississippi heart on the Hadley side.

(Final Chorus)
The pawpaw, sweet and small,
Soft as summer when the leaves start to fall,
Once fed the poor when times were lean,
Now it's back in Hadley, ripe and green.


De Soto's Banana

Short and Stout - A song about dwarves and their shortness and stoutness

Short and Stout

The Warwick Fire Department stated that crews were called to assist police officers with a loose animal on Saturday. Law enforcement provided traffic control on Route 78/Orange Road until the bull, named Carl, was successfully corralled and put back in his pasture. 


Verse 1
Down by Orange Road in the heart of fall,
Came a call from the folks in Warwick town hall.
A bull named Carl took a walk that day,
Through the mist and the maple spray.

Chorus
Carl the bull, you big ol' friend,
The fence gave way, you found the bend.
Fire and police stood side by side,
Till you wandered home with country pride.

Verse 2
Engines idled, lights aglow,
On Route 78 where the cool winds blow.
The townsfolk smiled as the story spread,
“Carl's out grazing where angels tread.”

Chorus
Carl the bull, you gentle soul,
Took your freedom on a country stroll.
They blocked the road and let you roam,
Then guided your hooves back safely home.

Bridge
Not all heroes wear a star,
Some just steer a wandering cow named Carl.
A day of laughter, no harm done,
Just small-town teamwork under the sun.

Final Chorus
Carl the bull, we'll toast your name,
You gave the weekend a touch of fame.
Warwick's fields and autumn sky,
Keep your fences strong and your spirit high.

Carl The Bull

An Irish slow air recorded once through on my phone in a practice session. A historical, political story from 1798. I’m playing on my Dad’s fiddle. The photo and river are from my walk home from work - I was feeling elemental today.

Sliabh na mBan (The Mountain of the Women)

A tongue-in-cheek Western Swing welcome to Las Vegas — where the neon’s bright, the roads are blocked, and the lawns are made of plastic. Sin City Rag rolls out the red carpet for newcomers with a wink and a warning: the water’s low, the schools are lousy, but the sin supply’s still going strong. A fiddle-driven two-step for locals, dreamers, and anyone who thought the desert might be cheap.

LYRICS
(c)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
They’re pourin’ in from every town,
Buildin’ houses up and down.
Got a cul-de-sac where the jackrabbits ran,
Got a Costco where the desert began.
Come on in, there’s room for all,
The valley ain’t half full at all.
We’ll squeeze ya in, don’t pack too much —
We’ll find a slot, that’s Vegas’ touch!

[Chorus 1]
Welcome to the desert heat,
Where the water’s low and the rent ain’t cheap.
The traffic’s thick, the lawns are fake,
And the sweat runs faster than the Snake.
Still, pull on in and park your Jag —
We’re singin’ the Sin City Rag!

[Verse 2]
Folks from L.A. think they’re in heaven,
When they find a house for eight-ninety-seven.
They gripe and moan the price got high,
‘Til they sell their place and kiss it goodbye.
So come on in, buy mine today,
You’ll make me rich and I’ll move away.
We’ll toast your deal with a plastic glass,
Let the city's beat put you on your ass!

[Chorus 2]
Welcome to the orange-cone zone,
Every road is danger prone.
Crime is up, the schools are slack,
But hey, the Strip still glows in black.
When the weather's hot, just lollygag,
That’s life in the Sin City Rag!

[Bridge]
Glad you made it, bless your heart,
We’ve still got plenty of sin to start.
From blackjack dreams to desert dust,
We’ll take your cash, in Vegas we trust!

[Chorus 3]
Culture’s thin — unless you swoon
For Barry Manilow in June.
Jobs are scarce, the shade is gone,
But the neon buzzes all night long.
So grab your hopes and your grocery bag,
We’ll dance you through the Sin City Rag!

[Outro]
So if you still wanna make the run,
Pack your bags, we’ll have some fun.
The town’s insane, the odds are bad —
But we’d love to have ya, Sin City Rag!

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Sin City Rag

“Chasing Life’s Dreams” is a foot-tapping bluegrass journey down the backroads of hope and heart. With mandolin, banjo, and fiddle driving the rhythm, this song celebrates the joy of chasing what matters most — even when the road gets dusty and the map fades with time.

It’s a story about the miles behind us, the faith ahead, and the music that keeps our spirits rolling.  Whether you’re driving home at sunset or dancing on the porch, this tune reminds us that every detour can still lead to something beautiful.

Chasing Life's Dreams

I write songs about my community in Western MA, Science, Nature and the Nature of Things

Pixley Productions is our fun little parody project — not affiliated with Disney or its affiliates in any way — just fans making music for the joy of it. 

We make music inspired by the parks we love, mixing nostalgia, creativity, and a bit of magic just for fun. 🎶🐾💫

Have a fun song idea? DM us— We'll see about whipping something up! 🐶🎧

Most of my music centers on Jesus and God’s amazing grace. I write mainly in the Country Christian style, but every now and then I like to branch out when the mood strikes. You might hear a bit of alternative Christian rock (I did grow up in the ’60s and ’70s), some contemporary gospel, and even a touch of bluegrass gospel along the way.

From time to time, I also step outside faith-based music into modern bluegrass or country. One of my current projects is an album inspired by poems I wrote to my wife while she was deployed during Desert Storm in 1991. After all these years, I’m finally adapting them into songs.

Even when I step beyond my main focus of sharing the gospel through song, I aim to keep my lyrics honest, heartfelt, and sometimes just plain fun. Believe it or not, I’m not in this to make money—I write as an outlet to share the stories and experiences of life over the past 70 years.

My greatest hope is that one of these songs might touch someone’s heart or make a difference in their life. If God can use even one of them to do that, then I’ve accomplished what I set out to do.

God bless you all.

I don’t have as much time at the moment to be on Soundcloud. I always appreciate listens and feedback and will respond when I can. 
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You’ll mostly find blues colliding with other sounds, styles and traditions here. Lots of improvisation. Lots of guitar and some other instruments. Hope you find something to enjoy!

Ggreg is a native of San Jose, CA, currently living in Las Vegas, NV. He is a singer/songwriter, as well as an actor, playwright and voice over artist. Member SAG-AFTRA, AEA, ASCAP, NSAI.

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