style's a shrood mood

the lure of o'd's warm log fire, a pint or two of proper ale and a live band is too much to resist on a cold october night, especially when the band is ryan mitchell-smith's latest project, shrood. having watched ryan develop from the pony tailed zappa look-alike playing harmonica with dr blue during his university holidays, through his solo work, with the heat and sway, it's a real pleasure to witness the culmination of his previous work in his latest incarnation as the front-man for the blues-rock-jazz fusion that is shrood.

 

gone is the ponytail, jeans and t-shirt, replaced by a stylish black outfit and the now trademark 'trilby' as ryan leads his new band through a set of beautifully crafted pieces of music, each one tipping that aforementioned trilby in the direction of the myriad of musical influences he's grown up with. the band's core sound is the blues, but blended with many other genres, it feels so fresh and different that it could almost be said they've invented a whole new sound.

 

but let's not forget, shrood are a four piece outfit with some top notch musicians accompanying ryan's work on vocals, guitar and harmonica. on bass is matt bradley, who also plays in rosie doonan's band, on the drum-kit it adam larner, son of dr blue's drummer martin, while last but not least there's the flamboyant guitar of jim "the grynn" emmerson, a great guitarist and great head of hair! the band are currently working on a demo cd which will be available soon, and a track "the walk" can be heard on www.myspace.com/shroodmusic, along with details of upcoming gigs. check it out - it could be a shrood move!

 

derek lines - wakefield express – 26-10-2007

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here are a collection of some of our lyrics which will be added to as time passes and as songs are written. as it is early days, and we are trying to keep some surprises in store, we will only post a small amount of lyrics for now. it will be worth it!

chasing amy

 

i've gotta say you're lookin' like my kinda lady,

no other girl in here is lookin' so damn pretty,

you got your curls and all your curves in the right places,

i'm at the bottom tryin' to look up at your faces,

 

i think you got it but you just don't like to shout about it,

i think you worry but you just don't see the truth about it,

i think you panic when i'm manic and i speak about it,

i think you mean it but don't wanna believe,

 

i'm in pursuit going at high speed,

cos girl you got something that i need,

so shake me off and i will find you,

i'll spend my bullets when you want me to,

 

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin'.

 

i've got to ask you what's that perfume that you're wearing,

i'll grab your digits now if i could be so daring,

you got your lips and all your legs are goin' way up,

i'm at the middle tryin' to see through all your make-up,

 

i think you have it but you just don't like to talk about it,

i think you feel it but you just don't let me know about it,

i think you freak out when i speak out of my turn about it,

i think you mean it but don't wanna believe,

 

i'm in pursuit going at high speed,

cos girl you got something that i need,

so shake me off and i will find you,

i'll spend my bullets when you want me to,

 

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin' amy,

i'm chasin' chasin' chasin'.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.

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good to go

 

spent too much time in conversation,

spent too much time tryin' to figure out,

spent too much time tryin' to test my memory,

gonna lose my mind in the fallout,

but it's getting crazy,

there's too much on my mind,

someone's messin' with me,

gonna take it real slow,

something's getting' in the way,

but i guess i'm good to go.

i've had enough of this commotion,

i've had enough of being hushed,

i've had enough of living in coventry,

gonna wash myself of these dirty looks,

and i'm going crazy,

there's too much on my mind,

someone's pointing at me,

letting your true colours show,

someone's getting in the way,

but i guess i'm good to go.

 

i'm sick and tired of this aggravation,

i'm sick and tired of this bull shit,

i'm sick and tired of this double jeopardy,

gonna lose my cool in the thick of it,

and i'm acting crazy,

there's too much on my mind,

someone's shouting at me,

but i can't hear anymore,

somehow i am in the way,

but i guess i'm good to go.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.

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the walk

 

step back, to the fleeting of your memory,

the past, is not simple like it used to be,

think hard, conjure pictures of the ones you love,

your life, conversations with the old man, watchin' above.

 

move on, time has come to metamorphosize,

new you, reinvent and super-analyze,

reflect, take a pinch of personality,

future, time will tell us all in good times, just wait and see,

 

take aim, set your sights on what you want to be,

ride on, the horizon line is close to me,

your dreams, small recordings of your better days,

relax, don't just do it cos' the god damned, preacher man says,

 

raise your head up, and looka uppa to the sky,

hitting the heights,

throw your hands down, and holda downa to the right,

fightin' the fight,

shout your mouth off, and see the toffee turn to salt,

talkin' the talk,

stretch your legs out, and walka bouta new york,

walkin' the walk.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.

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jekyll & hyde

 

everyone's bubbling strife,

that's life,

when you're bursting at the seams,

 

ignorance shadowing bliss,

don't miss,

when you're striving for your dreams,

 

living in high filling cups,

what's up,

has to come back down,

 

walking in sharpening bursts,

it hurts,

when your feet are on the ground,

 

but i'm changing, i'm schizophrenically mentallizing dark designs,

and i'm waiting, i'm hypothetically realizing all the signs,

but i'm shaking, i'm sympathetically polarizing by the eyes,

and i'm waking, i'm theoretically fantasizing all my life.

 

everyone's talking in rhymes,

dead lines,

can you reap what you sow?

 

all hype,

when you're faking what you know,

 

challenging reasoning folk,

no joke,

when your crossing all the lines,

 

canvassing pointing of view,

it's you,

can you pick another time?

 

but i'm changing, i'm schizophrenically mentallizing dark designs,

and i'm waiting, i'm hypothetically realizing all the signs,

but i'm shaking, i'm sympathetically polarizing by the eyes,

and i'm waking, i'm theoretically fantasizing all my life.

 

do you ever stop to think about the price you gotta pay,

when the war of good and evil has got somethin' more to say,

and the only thing that matters is oblivion is reached upon the,

battle field of publicising ever-lasting peace,

so keep it real upon the sunlit streets,

choose a better personality that folks might want to meet,

just so long we're all happy by the time we gotta die,

with a pinch of doctor jekyll and a dash of mr hyde.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.

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keeping it on the down low

 

open eyes and ears,

chinese whispers,

the word is on the street,

it's going down tonight,

just hold it in, don't tell a soul,

there's something on the go,

you gotta bite your lip or you might just lose control.

 

read between the lines,

it's just a matter of time,

you bet your life it is,

a one way ticket to the chair at the devil's side,

can you feel the heat?

you can't stop shuffling your feet,

sit back, relax, don't go,

i want you to know, i want you to know, i want you to know,

i'm keeping it on the down low.

 

everyone's talking small,

that's no help at all,

hiding place for years,

puts back all the tears,

just hold it in, don't tell a soul,

there's something on the go,

you gotta bite your lip or you might just lose control.

 

read you like a book,

just one knowing look,

i can read the signs,

beneath the dotted lines,

just hold it in, don't tell a soul,

there's something on the go,

you gotta bite your lip or you might just lose control.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.

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solitude

 

my surroundings have a solitary sound,

while embracing crowds fall to the ground,

individual incessant ideas of love,

am i breaking up?

 

and i don't know what to say,

and i don't know what to do,

and my hope has gone astray,

when i'm in my solitude.

 

new beginnings share an empty view,

well known faces turn a diverse hue,

pessimistically persisting pieces of hope,

am i failing you?

 

and i don't know what to say,

and i don't know what to do,

and my mind has gone astray,

when i'm in my solitude.

indicating clocks have no control,

wind eroding skins of grandeur old,

vindictive vitalised visions of life,

am i getting it right?

 

and i don't know what to say,

and i don't know what to do,

and my heart has gone astray,

when i'm in my solitude.

© shrood 2007. all rights reserved.