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Paul Franklin defines his aspirations by betraying their aching transparency in song. Choosing to revel in clarity, he sings as if he has found the note within himself that allows free range of expression, built upon the shoulders of those giants such as Dylan and Lennon that he gladly admits as inspirations. He forbids Irony access to from the stage, leaving his melodic blues and folk to speak clearly without the burden of meaning buried beneath layers of snark and what many singer-songwriters will pass off as wit. Through his travels in the United States and Canada - whether via the folk-tested, tried and true hitchhiking and train hopping; or by the simple car and plane - he has found what so many others before him have found: though inspired by others, your voice must be your own, and not the giants you built it on. And now a short story...
Once upon a time there was a boy named Paul Franklin. He decided to get around, because he was the getting around type. When he wondered, what for after all? So all of a sudden he grew a guitar and formed a noise. But no one was interested.
Then it came in a vision, a monkey in a biplane flying straight right up in on out a volcano came on in and said unto him, "You will be born in the 80's, but you will grow up in the 50's!" The boy lit up, and so it was, "Thank you Monkey Man", he said, thanking him.
- Syndication XML News Feed, 3:14pm EDT, Friday September 3rd, 2010, Ontario, Canada