Matt Reynolds

Matt Reynolds

BandFolkAcoustic

Piedmont style, Folk, Blues, Americana

Biography

After moving to Nashville, Tennessee in November 2003- Matt continued writing and refining the songs he had began working on while living in Greenville, South Carolina. Nashville offered a great experience and an excellent avenue for exposure, but not many paying gigs. After spending a year in Music City, Matt moved to Pensacola, Florida where he met several other talented musicians with whom he began to collaborate. Eventually, he found a opening spot for the band The Codetalkers featuring Col. Bruce Hampton and is getting ready to release his debut album which was recorded and produced in Atlanta, Georgia by Ted Pecchio (The Codetalkers, Patrick Sweaney Band, Migraine). He can still be found frequently opening up for The Codetalkers as well as sharing the stage with The Lyndsey Battle Band.

Lyrics

Mighty River

Written By: Matt Reynolds

Wrapped your skin around my bones
In a grip that won't let go
Take me over to the waters edge
Tried to dip instead I plunge
Sucked me down like a moving sponge
Leaves me wedged in the sand of the rivers bed

I spent ten years to the day
Still living the same way
Of those ten there's four that really count
But when you live your life in sin
Soon it's bound to do you in
And you find out what that flood was all about...

Somebody dam this mighty river
From rolling over my bones
Ease the flood around me miss weeping Mary Jones
Clinched and bony fingers have seized my destiny
Somebody dam this mighty river
From rolling over me...

Well I like to take bad news
With a spoonful of the blues
Winter days need a jazz guitar
Shorter trips with longer rides
Will the music man survive
Long enough to see his name up in lights..

Somebody dam this mighty river
From rolling over my bones
Ease the flood around me miss weeping Mary Jones
Clinched and bony fingers have Seized my destiny
Somebody dam this mighty river
From rolling over me..

Louis Collins

Written By: Mississippi John Hurt

Miss Collins weep
Miss Collins moan...
What made her son Louis leave his home
Angels laid him away...

Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay...
Angels laid him away...

Oh kind friends now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in that new graveyard...
Angels laid him away...

When they heard old Louis was dead
All the people they dressed in red...
Angels laid him away...

Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay...
Angels laid him away...

Bob shot one and Louie shot two...
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through...
Angels laid him away...

Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay...
Angels laid him away...

Days You Slumbered

Written By: Matt Reynolds

I'm trying hard to tell you
All the things that's on my mind
In your drunken swagger
You start to slip I start losing time...

Your counting days are numbered
Like all the things you left behind
The sunny days we slumbered
Those days were made for feeling fine

We take a walk together
I take a shot at your rising sign
We can change the weather
Turn the clouds
And let the sun to shine
Push the stars
And see the sun will shine
And it's a great day
For feeling fine...

The crazy ways I love you
The things that keep you on my mind
We can change the weather
Turn the clouds
And let the sun to shine
It's a great day for feeling fine...

Set List

Opening act: One 30-45 set
Headliner: Two 60-75 minute sets

A typical set features mostly original songs as well as a few random covers usually consisting of old blues tunes as well as some americana/folk style songs.