Prog

Just do yourself a favor, take a minute and listen to 
https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking

Loud and Clear - With Debra Buesking

New track, part inspired by the brilliant and somewhat bizarre book "One Moonlit Night" by Caradog Pritchard, which I've recently read and thoroughly enjoyed. Recorded at home on my 8 track.

lyrics

please catch the ether as she blows from tree to tree

the drive in movies sleeper then theres the darkest sea

sometimes I wonder what the hell it is that is wrong with me

flourecent sunbeams crash end, burning me so bright

her kicks of yells and screams drip like stalagmite

sometimes my little dreams they bleed into the night

potion drift serene float stinging me so sweet

tendrils clinging slumber delete memory

sometimes my little girl she plays tricks on me

try empathy 30 day free trial ends tonight

nine alter egos but which one of them am I

sometimes my little dreams they bleed into the night

into the night bleed into the night sometimes my little dreams they bleed into the night

don't follow me around like a little child
unless you're itching for a fight

bread and butter upon a moonlit night
and everything is gonna be alright

bathe back fall slip step in an hour of dreams

quick look out there they are hiding between the trees

sometimes I wonder what the hell it is that is wrong with me

once when I painted ocean neath the moonlight sky

assunder phetemine part live in me part die

sometimes my little dreams they bleed into the night

into the night  bleed into the night

sometimes my little dreams they bleed into the night


thanks for listening, as always greatly appreciated, take care folks

image not my own.







Bleed Into The Night

That's my grandson Jaydin kayaking with the Sun off Sunset Beach on Saturna Island, yesterday. 😊 He's been enJoying a Summer break all week here and we've had a blast.

And yeah... once again, that's Guitarist Tim Elliot jamming along with me in one  of 'The First Light' Sessions that were recorded in June. 

May you enJOY. 😎

© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2022
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2022 Gary Courtland-Miles  & Tim Elliot 2022

Kayaking with the Sun

Saturday Afternoon

The Shaggymane Work

Memories Of Stars Long Gone

lights from the deep

Written arranged and produced by John Beagley 2015. Featuring Jeremy Cubert - piano. From a new album "Uncommincated" due in Autumn 2015.

Where Did I Go Wrong?

Hand of Glory : Napier's Bones July 2015

Included as a bonus track on the 2015 Edition of "The Wistman Tales"
Free Download Link : 
https://napiersbones.bandcamp.com/album/the-wistman-tales-2015-remaster-bonus-track

Our latest offering is based around the 18th Century story of "The Stainmore Hand", well-known in Northern English folklore.

The song's events are centred on the remote Spittal Inn, its landlord, George, the maid, Bella, and a mysterious traveller seeking shelter from the ravages of an early Winter storm.

More background can be found : http://www.mysteriousbritain.co.uk/england/cumbria/occult/the-spital-inn-and-the-hand-of-glory.html

Dramatis Personae: 
Nathan : The Storyteller, The Traveller, The Gang
Gordon : The Landlord, The Chorus, The Gang

Are you sitting comfortably?
Put another log on the fire, bolt the door, pour yourself an extra large helping of your favourite beverage and let us take you on a Napier's journey.
Maybe give the candlelight a miss though, eh?

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The Storyteller :
A mile or more beyond the town where Roman beacons burned
A long established hostelry, it stands all alone
The track that marks the entrance, often missed from the road
The turnpike has fallen quiet, none will call here tonight
As the dizzy whirls of sleet announce the storm

Bella the maid dims the lamps and bolts the door
The landlord George smiles and counts his takings after Bowes Fair
The roof creaks and groans as the wind bears down from Stainmore
Alone, enclosed, they won't see another soul
As they say their prayers to save them from the storm

Waves of rain and snow spiral down
Consumed by fear & darkness, heartbeats quicken now
They're deafened by the howling screaming sound
Then it's broken by a knocking at the door
A feeble cry of "Help me" then no more

The Inn's occupants :
Who stands outside? A wet bedraggled old woman bent double no less
Come quickly inside! Dry clothes, warm milk, our Bella will help you undress

The Traveller :
"Nothing I can say can repay you for your kindness sir
I lost the track as day turned into night
A pauper's widow I, can no longer pay my way
My daughter waits in Brough for me, I'll leave you at first light"

The Occupants : 
Sit by the Fire! No payment required when we answer a traveller's distress
Before we retire - we'll see that you're well, now take what you need and God bless

The Traveller :
"Let me say again, I don't want food or drink
Despite my situation, I still retain some pride
Now talking tires me so, I beg you let me rest
Don't touch my cloak or clothing! Just take yourself to bed!"

Let all who rest be drawn into the deepest sleep
Let those who dare to stay awake, unerringly their vigils keep
Hand of glory, keep their heavy eyelids closed
Revealing hidden riches whilst your magic taper glows

Stolen from a gibbet corpse, wrapped in a funeral shroud
Dried out with saltpeter, I command thee now
Hand of Glory, Shining Bright
Guide Your rightful owner to their rightful spoils tonight

The Storyteller:
Though she feigned to sleep, Bella watched the stranger's movements
Disturbed by their growling voice and the hood that hid their face
Surprised to see new riding boots on a pauper's wife
Then the trav'ler rose to six feet tall and slid the bolt from the door
From the folds of a steaming cloak withdrew a dead man's wizened hand
Lit the candle in its grip then the ritual began

The Traveller:
Hand of Glory where Roman signal beacons burned
I call on age-old wisdom, let the dead man's fire return
In the house where your light burns, in vain the sleepers turn
The killer's hand holds them tight, alive will be as dead tonight

From the gallow's pole to High Stainmore
Hand of Glory, do all I desire tonight





Hand of Glory :  Album Download Link in Notes

This is a spontaneous home recording, lo-fi, now mastered recording

It is a song i made for my wife, it was started a long time ago and i just decided to finish it

Andrew Napoli - Guitars
Couch King - Production, Lyrics, Vocals
Ill Dub - Final Master 
https://soundcloud.com/ill-dub-productions

Lyrics 

Good morning my sunshine, to thee i lift my spine
My heart to your design, your sweet warm bright sunshine

It's time to live, it's time to pray
Time to say, we choose today
Choose to be now, choose to be here
Time to be present and let your mind clear
A pebble in the water, a ripple in the well
Just trying to catch a wave in that giant swell
Whose to say what your to do, whose to say just who are you
You are my dream, your a radiant being
You are my light, your a source of might
A steady stream in the darkest night
You are the unseen charged particle beam
Scream out loud in a joyful crowd
Ease into the quiet when its time to be private
Wake up to the sun, fall asleep to the stars, Salutations to the heavens and your inner avatars 

Everything is beautiful, beautiful with your smile
Smile to make the world beautiful, beautiful your smile is everything 

The Couch King - Your Smile Is Everything

Leave the old house

Am I sleeping /
Or Am I awake /
Am I sleeping /
Or Am I awake / 

wake up my friend /
can't you hear them /
whispering, whispering /
spells into your ear /
poisoning your mind /
intrude your dreams /

(spoken part)
you  think you clever  / well, you not / 
you  think  you got it / well, you don't /
you think  have me / well, you don't /
you think one day / well, no, no / 

wake up my friend /
the witches are gone /
the streets are empty /
the borders are open / 
you should take your love by the hand /
and leave the old house /

(spoken part)
you  think you clever  / well, you not / 
you  think  you got it / well, you don't /
you think  have me / well, you don't /
you think one day / well, no, no /

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Leave The Old House

Beautiful tranquil track from "Pilgrimage", featuring the piano & mellotron/synths from Andy Wells, and a searing wah-wah end solo from Tony Drake. re-release now available with full version of "Unknown Soldier Suite" [13 minutes] here http://pilgrym.bigcartel.com/ for £7.99

Pilgrym - Song of the Albatross

Part 2 featuring awesome Hammond from Andy Wells and a beautiful soaring guitar solo from Tony Drake. Recorded and mixed by Andy Wells. Available now re-released with the full 13 minute "Unknown Soldier Suite" here http://pilgrym.bigcartel.com/ for £7.99

Pilgrym - Building a Perfect Universe, Pt. 2

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2020
Gentle Rain Records
Written, Performed and Produced by Daniels & Durgy

Lyrics:

Unveiling of the night
Leaves a misty moon 
In the morning light
Driving in my car 
I know what’s up ahead
And seeking what’s behind

Floating down I’m lost within this feeling
As your sweet sweet words own all meaning
I’m in trouble....

Chorus
Chances are... you’ll stare at the same moon
Chances are... you’re needing my love too 
I can see your lights are on,
As I’m passing on your line
Chances are... I’ll give in one more time
Chances are......Chances are....

Memories rewind like a broken film
Taking me through time
Wish I had a dime for every time I said
I’m leaving it behind

It’s no use, I’m locked within this feeling
‘Cause your sweet sweet words ...
Owns all meaning ...  I’m in trouble..

Chorus
Chances are...my phone will play a tune
Chances are... you’ll sway me like you do
It’s a game the fates keep playing 
And It’s playing you and I
Chances are... 
the road will lead me to your arms tonight ..  
Chances are...   
Chances are...   
Chances are.

Chances

Chances Are

CoVer: LA FUERZA DEL ENGAÑO.wav

Corners

Broken Dreams

I have many nice things to say about your music, but SoundCloud keeps deleting my comments unless they are very short :-(

I still love this SoundCloud community ❤️ 

Music Is Elation / Plastic Inevitable 

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.com

For mixing and mastering visit: 
Russell Sinfield at: 
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Bitzone at:
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone

The Couch King - Your Smile Is Everything

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