awesome that slow main beat and the rhythmic faster paced backdrop - clearly puts the listener in observer mode - like looking on from a distance while the temple is performing it's rituals

Fascinating, involving soundscape. Strangely soothing.

Ambient

I Wrote this for my daughter to be played at her wedding this year. 
Congratulations Sarah and Larry! 
To see the Video:     https://youtu.be/i_13q7U7OJk

Many thanks to my friend and music partner Nat Daniels for adding her talents on piano, bass and the drum track.

Written and performed by Craig Durgy (Guitar and vocals)
Production, mixing, piano, bass and drum track by Nat Daniels 
Lyrics: see below

I Came Running by Craig Durgy

Doctors and nurses and Mom and me
We all were waiting to see, the little girl that would be
You came into view, and I came running to you

So many nights that were sleepless then
And I’d come running when, you cried and I came in, and through 
Every tear as you grew, I came running to you

Such a scary world, for such a little girl
And Daddy needs to come through
There to save the day, love makes a daddy brave
And there’s no greater than you
No greater than you, no, no

But little girls don’t stay little long
You’d chase me room to room, those bedtime stories soon
Drifted off like a dream, still there, but not to be seen

We always knew that there’d come a day
Spring flowers never stay, and I’ll give you away
To dream with somebody new, 
Someone who’s wonderful too

Such a scary world, for such a little girl
And Daddy needs to come through
There to save the day, love makes a daddy brave
And there’s no greater than you
No greater than you, no, no

So, on this day, let me see you smile
You’ve made it here so well, no one might ever tell
You fell now and then, black and blue, 
When I came running to you 
I’ll always come running to you / Bye-Bye, Miss American pie
We sang dirges in the dark…..ahhhh ahhhhh ahhhh

Chances

I Came Running

Bad Communication(Kenting Remix)

I'll undress you v2.01

Scene 2  〜from  ep "escape"〜

Big experimental tune with lots of effects and crazy synth & bass & guitar playing, well I thinks its playing Lol
Not for the weary hearted.
Enjoy, Maybe, Lol

Snow Blind - Con - Fusion

Yes we can imagine a life without electricity ,..but it is fundamental to our existence now …even with a low tech existence we require ..a hi tech resistance electricity ⚡️This track is a one shot live take to H5 zoom recorder hands on improvisation throughout .Thanks for listening 🤗

Electricity ⚡️😊💥 live impro ⚡️Lo-Fi Hypno Groove Trance

A zero quantity of some inert something or other

Oh I Wish

Argon Nort

Sunrise On the Temple

Morning Song of The Lark

Hokema kalimba + KorgMicrokorg XL+

do you also see a bear in the cloud? :-)

2021-08-30

Weekend Time

Love And Other Devastations

O//TXT_056 – Burn Until Silence
We no longer remember the exact moment the fire began.
Perhaps it had been burning for a long time, silent, invisible,
hidden in the folds of the words we never spoke.

We told ourselves that silence was protection.
That holding back was salvation.
But every unspoken sentence piled up like dry dust,
ready to ignite at the first spark.

When it came, the fire did not scream.
It did not destroy out of vengeance.
It consumed slowly, illuminating for a brief instant
everything we had buried in the shadows.
It revealed memories we thought extinct,
faces erased by time,
and promises we had let die in the waiting.

Then, when the last flame went out,
we remained alone, wrapped in a silence that was not empty.
It was a dense presence,
breathing in our place,
keeping what we had not dared to say.

Now we know that silence does not comfort.
It inherits.
And once it does, it never returns anything.

And when the ash settles even on the last name,
who will remain to testify that we ever existed?

Burn Until Silence

Everyone wants to make it...

In the truth of all hearts, EVERYONE wants to make it.

No matter how strong, how rich, weak, powerful, average, detached, or inconsequential.
There is no amount of delusion that humans can persuade those and themselves of a higher transcendence that all would want nothing at all. Plain and simple, no rocket science or major groundbreaking truth.

Fair.

The endless desire for the highest of what life can offer is always something that seems so luring, and yet only a certain few have actively devoted themselves to be higher than most. Although, we may see the highest of what life has to offer is prescribed to be fame, financial wealth, security, contentment, or a simple life without any complications; These values would always be outweighed by the endless desire of cosmic proportions of achieving the highest in society, rather than a simply living life with full truth of the simple act of love for the craft.

The craft of living life.

My desires have grown to an unignorable proportion to the point where it feels that I have no mouth.
This sickens me to an unhealthy amount of guilt and shame for not being able to love the craft due to the faulty belief of doing something for the sake of beneficial fame. I have always feared my spark would fade in obscurity with a whimper, and finally snuffed. I know that I am loved and blessed to even have a chance at life in general, but there are times where I feel at most, a speck who has done nothing but consume and taken without giving back to humanity or the Eternal Cosmic Flame of where we were born from.

I have always enjoyed my time that I have here on this earth and its simple pleasures to offer by the abundance, and yet I have ignored and denied my purpose to create a value to share to the world, impactful or not. But I have finally decided to stop this terrible silence. I want to share this perspective with those who take the time to tune in, even for a few seconds.

Everyone and myself, wants to make it; for the denial of such purpose, is the becoming of a scorned man left to rot. To bring purpose is to also share the Eternal Flame to spread creation. There will always be terrible ideas enacted upon in disturbing light, and there will always be an idea of tomorrow that dies in the abyss. But I beg of you and myself to allow the simple desires of love for the craft to flow freely for all to see, not from a place of expectation, but from a place of love and expression. Share the flame to those who need it the most, not for their brightness of a star, but for the passion of humanity.

We have always wanted to make it out for ourselves, but always met with a fierce storm of doubt and worry. From heavy winds of doubt and insecurity, to real-world problems of various factors in life; One's own injustice is to reject the own soul of cosmic expression.

It starves. It cries. It pleads. It struggles. It fights to survive, only for it to fall on deaf ears. 

Despite knowing that most arrows shot in the dark have never fully lit the night skies, it is more important to love the crafting of the bow and arrows to be enough to light the stars that shine into your eyes. I know most may go back into normality and continue to consume and enjoy what is given, as will I; but I leave this for anyone who will break the chains of unwavering complacency, not in spite or contrary, but the simple indomitable human love that is the craft of purpose.

Do not break one's own hammer for the fear of rejection or complacency of consumption; For we are, in spirit, gifts of the Eternal Flame who bring unique values to light up the of others to share for the simple joys of the craft. That is what it means to love.

With this truth, we will all make it...


For the Love of the Craft

The Future

Lane 8 - Midnight

Yoste - UMI :: OUT NOW ::
Available on iTunes - goo.gl/WUcnYC
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Aged by the waves, from the lake below,
Caged by the weight of your heavy soul.
We were higher than the peaks, but couldn’t see them, 
Lit a fire from the leaves, but couldn’t breathe in.

After dark, I was frozen, without a spark, 
Never chose, to be who you are,
So close, so far.

Swallow your mirth as you break your hold
Fall to the earth, never letting go.
We were higher than the peaks, but couldn’t see them, 
Lit a fire from the leaves, but couldn’t breathe in.

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Ambient music composer in Pittsburgh, PA USA. I love infusing ambient drones with tribal percussion. My goal is to take listeners on a journey that is meditative, immersive, focused, and relaxing. I always put my music on SoundCloud first. Like, and follow to keep up with my latest tracks. I design my own covers as well with minimal landscape art that I also make myself. I was originally going by  I love ambient music and want to encourage wellness, mindfulness, self-care, and relaxation. So what else says pause, then a comma? So pause... and take time for you. Please share my music :)

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