Dylan. McCartney. Morrissey and Marr. John and Taupin. That guy from Moraga… Jess from Starbucks…
If you’re the type who can’t seem to stop scroodling (new word, see what you made us do?) song lyrics on cocktail napkins or on your school notebooks and humming tunes in the shower, work cubicle or school, then we want to hear from you.
Write a song or a poem, something with multiple verses or stanzas and something, you know, something Eminem hooky, about this hard-rocking highway-bisected quadrant of Suburban Heaven we all live in, and impress the NEWS24/680 readership with your lyrical skills.
We won’t fly you off to St. Kitts for a recording session with Kanye or Beyonce but we will sing your praises to the multitudes and pony up an hour-long, stress-relieving rubdown courtesy of the folks at Elements Massage in Walnut Creek. And who among us couldn’t use a massage these days, right?
We’ve included a little Randy Newman and his anthem for the City of Angels for inspiration.
No restrictions on your work, just none of the obvious transgressions and something artsy, perhaps a tune or a tome with just enough of a sly undercurrent of wit and human observation to set a smile creeping across the face of the guy who yells at your kids to get off his lawn. Make sure you capture the spirit of our area, and it doesn’t have to be Chamber of Commerce cutesy, either.
Looking for a little lyrical honesty. Now, what rhymes with Sink Hole?