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Howard Aronson

Howard is a:
Lyricist

Member ID: M247146
Genres: Country, Indie, Pop, R&B, Rock
Joined: 17 Aug, 2021
Country: United States
Charges for services: Yes
Rate: $50.00 per hour

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I'm a songwriter looking to collaborate with other like-minded songwriters.
I'm a lyricist looking for musicians to write music to my lyrics.

Description:
I am a lyricist. I have always loved to write. I am a storyteller. I would say I am influenced by Eddie Vedder, Gord Downie, Johnny Cash, Jake Smith, Bruce Springsteen, and others. I have a lot of life experiences to pull from, and a lot of those drives my lyrics. Let's get together, and you will find I am very deep, thoughtful, direct, intense, soulful, and soothing.

Dreams and ambitions:
To have a band or singer perform my lyrics on stage. To be someone's Bernie Tobin

Sample lyrics:


Final Shift...by HSA....2021

He takes one last look 
As the final whistle blows
It's just another shutdown
And into the unknown he goes 

What's happening to our country
There's so much to discuss
Now who's gonna  flix this
What's to become of us 

Yeah it's his final shift
He has no plan in sight
And with a family to feed
It's an injustice, it's not right 

As he walks through his door
And looks over at his wife
She can see the fear in his eyes
And asks, "is the gonna be our life"?



He manages a smile
"honey it's gonna be all right" 
But deep down he knows it won't
There will be no sleep tonight 

Yeah it's his final shift
He has no plan in sight
And with a family to feed
It's an injustice,  it's not right.

Two Pistols Hank....by HSA....2021

Back in the 1800s
There was a man named two pistol Hank
And if he weren't fighting or drinking
He' was robbing a bank 

Hank was a mountain of a man
And stood at least 6 foot four
there was nothing but silence
When he came through the saloon door 

He always drank whiskey
With a beer back
Sitting up against the wall
Ready for an attack 

Yeah he was a wanted man
And the reward for him was high
But forget about being brave
Unless you wanna die 

Yeah two pistol Hank
His guns always loaded
as hard to stop
As a speeding locomotive 

As good with his fists
As he was with his guns
Yeah who were next
To be the unlucky ones 

2 pistols strong
the best with his guns
2 pistol Hank
Would kill ya just for fun 

Then one fateful day
As he rode in to a new town
Hank knew something felt different
Yeah shit was about to go down 

Hank rode up to the saloon
And hitched his horse tight
The next thing he knew
He was in a gun fight 

The posse had been there
Many hours ahead, and
By the end of this fight
The legend would be dead
Yeah two pistols Hank
His guns always loaded
as hard to stop
As a speeding locomotive 

As good with his fists
As he was with his guns
Yeah who's gonna be next to be the unlucky one