Hallowed Weenies

Fall 2025

Monday Playlist week of 9/29/25

Copy of Daily Drops

Copy of Len Bennati FM Folk

Copy of Damian Smith & The Journeymen

Copy of Lien

Copy of Your Mix 4

Copy of Ale Riatti

This is a first for Daniels & Durgy. An indulgent bit of fun we had in composing and performing this melodramatic Halloween themed extravaganza. To make it even better we have two of our best friends, Todd & Mike, joining in for the instrumental bridge near the end, something you won’t want to miss! We recommend a string of garlic and a silver stake in hand as you dare to venture into the mist............................   Video on YouTube for some added fun: https://youtu.be/_XPgAU8Mqms

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2021
Gentle Rain Records
Produced, Written & Performed by Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy

Nat Daniels: piano, vocals, bass
Craig Durgy: vocals
Todd Knapp: bass clarinet (instrumental break)
Mike Yarrish: bass fiddle (instrumental break)

Lyrics:

Silence, awakened by moonlight
Eyelids, open wide with the sound of the rain
Shadows, they creep from each gravestone
I rise up among them, as she calls out my name
Calling, her song high and haunting 
Wanting, the lips that I fear
Ohhh, marching, like a corpse hit by lightning
Frightening, but compelled yet to see her

She’s my beautiful nightmare,
My blood inside her, love is in vein
Cold, is the need as I’m bowing 
Howling, In the thunder and rain..
Mercy, I'm begging for freedom
From the life that she feeds on
With the bite of her kiss

Oh, I know you have what I need
But the moon has compelled me to feed
But there’s something inside your eyes that confounds me.. 
A rush that dispels me…
And some how I can feel your heart beat inside me
It’s lifting the curse that’s been there so long
Can you finally save me?… You’re the one I’ve been waiting for….

Darkness, I'm chained to this darkness
Like a slave in a harness, for one moment of bliss
I'm a slave in the mist
With the bite of her...terrible kiss

Slave In The Mist

It’s difficult for people to escape doubt. No matter how good things may seem at any point in our lives, there are always moments of concern, of counter-thought and worry that lurk in the shadows of our imagination. Few things are without blemish and most of us can be unforgiving in the presence of imperfection. Thus, the shadows and the darkness that seeks to stifle the light.

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2023
Gentle Rain Records 
Available to Buy: danielsdurgy.bandcamp.com/
Written Performed & Produced by Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Nat Daniels: vocals, piano, organ, bass & percussion
Craig Durgy: vocals and guitar

Lyrics:
Shadows of Doubt by Daniels & Durgy

Love can come, through the wind and rain
But too much sun, burns it all away
What I thought was fun,
What I thought would stay
Is up and gone like a Christmas Day

You appeared and your lips were true
Through the fear, I was lost in you
It was all so clear, but the moments flew
Then it slipped away with the slightest clue

But I still want you, but do I dream
Is my judgment, too extreme
Am I searching for an excuse
Could I ever, really cut you loose

As love grows, time reveals
Everything it knows, coming off its wheels
Dealing blows, does it blow the deal
Does it show what my heart should feel

Just a couple words, did I read ‘em wrong
Cause the way I heard, hit me pretty strong
The doubt occurred, like a half-wrote song
Throw it all away and just move along.  

But I still want you, but do I dream
Is my judgment, too extreme
Am I searching for an excuse
Could I ever really cut you loose
No, I just can’t let you loose.

Shadows Of Doubt

Retake of a Steve Miller Classic featuring a Creative Calypso Cover from Riff Beach.

Sunny Beaches All of Them

The Joker - Version

Written by: TOMMY WALKER
Performed by: Josh McAlexander

He knows my Name

My EP SUPERNOVA contains two Japanese songs, and this is one of them. I have never released a song in Japanese before, but I took the plunge and decided to release these. It's a song recorded in one take with my acoustic guitar and vocal. The tempo is middle tempo (I didn't use the metronome function so I don't know the BPM). 3m58s. The main genre is Folk. This is a gentle and slightly blue song. Link to major platforms : https://linkco.re/E2aRhZS6

Lyrics : (Alright)

悲しい湖を通り過ぎ
僕は明日へと辿り着く
もし僕が人生を捨てたなら
あなたは三度笑うでしょう

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

見知らぬ人に笑われて
僕は明日から戻るでしょう
僕の果てなき探究は
きっとあなたへと帰ってゆく

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

涙を見たくて
涙を流したくてOh
僕は僕は
きっと戻るね

悲しい湖を通り過ぎ
僕は明日へと辿り着く
もし僕が人生を捨てたなら
あなたは三度笑うでしょう

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

FOREVER BE

Written by Damian Smith & Mack Reynolds
Produced by Robert Ruby
Vocals by Vixie Fox

Fault Lines

Cover song tribute to THE KINKS recorded by ( Glenny G) Aug 2025

All Day And All Of The Night ( Cover ) The Kinks Tribute

QUE FONT NOS DIRIGEANTS

This is a song I had to write . My wife of 30 years Gill has a rare condition which has made me her main carer , we used to be party people , but sadly that is no more . Going out is such an effort as she has lost the sense of balance , there is no cure , and it's getting worse !
So I do music when I can slot it in around caring for Gill , but I love her and I will continue to care for her , hence the song title ! But on the plus side we do laugh a lot , we always have .
Phew , that's the sad stuff out of the way ! Next up is me and Kim with a dark gothic rocker closely followed by me , Dave Cooper and Axel Menningen with a country classic , then me and Gaz Brownie with a belter , and loads more to follow !
Thank you so much for listening , it means the world to me !
Here's the links to me and Charlotte's album
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

[Verse] I see your eyes they hold the weight The storms you face the hours late But here I stand through thick and thin I'll hold you close let love begin

[Verse 2] Your hands are tired your heart is worn Through every trial we’ve been torn But I won't let the shadows stay I'll light your path I'll clear the way

[Chorus] I’ll care for you when you’re feeling small I’ll lift you up when you start to fall Through every tear and every fight I’ll be your strength your guiding light

[Verse 3] The days are long the nights are cold But every story’s worth being told I’ll carry you through every test You’re my heart and I’ll give my best

[Bridge] Even when the skies turn gray Even when hope feels far away I’ll stay steady I’ll stay true Every step I’ll walk with you

[Chorus] I’ll care for you when you’re feeling small I’ll lift you up when you start to fall Through every tear and every fight I’ll be your strength your guiding light

Care For You

what a complex paradoxical mix of counter currents flow through each of us. On one hand we write poetry and on the other hand we have a club. We are brutally savage and deeply empathetic at the same time. Somehow we need to tame the evil and let the good prevail

lyrics

refrain: good vs evil, helping vs hurting,selfish vs sharing, trust vs fear

in each of us a hurricane
a number 5 storm
each day tears our soul to pieces
so we never have the puzzle whole

how conflicted we are
how sick and twisted we are
all distorted and tortured inside
never finding peace never finding rest
always do the worst when we try to do our best

how inconsistent we are in what we do and say
yet how predictable we are in the mistakes we make
we always seem to tell the same sad story
never looking back to learn from our history

refrain

how brilliantly savage we are
how effective we are
when it comes to death and destruction we are number one by far

yet how slow we are
how inefficient we are
when it comes to showing others any love or affection

refrain

so how do we solve this terrible riddle that is us?
what sword can be used to cut this Gordian knot?
the answer lies in a simple phrase
one we say and hear almost every day
but something it seems to hard for us to do
that is: treat others as you hope that they would treat you

if you follow these simple words
you will find peace in the eye of your storm

how strange we are

(No AI Gen involved - I use my voice and Vst Instruments)
Traduit plus bas
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I walk the streets with my head down, fleeting shadow
I do not see you face passing slow
lost in my phone’s glow

And I feel sad, I don't know why the silence stays
I don’t see the time slipping through the haze
In this empty days

In these silent days

Many time, many miles, many left behind
for the single one, once in you life, closer to your mind
Anyone, anytime, may reshape your day
Cause everything, everywhere connects in a way

To change my eyes, to feel the wide, I'll dig inside
A single word can turn the tide
Your smile is the guide

Forget the screens, embrace what's real, I miss my friends,
The path goes on, but never ends
Till the darkness bends

Till the darkness bends

Many time, many miles, many left behind
for the single one, once in you life, closer to your mind
Anyone, anytime, may reshape your day
Cause everything, everywhere connects in a way

Everybody needs to believe
Everybody needs to find someone somewhere
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Je marche dans les rues, la tête baissée, ombre fugitive.
Je ne vois pas ton visage passer lentement,
perdu dans la lueur de mon téléphone.

Et je me sens triste, je ne sais pas pourquoi le silence persiste.
Je ne vois pas le temps s'écouler à travers la brume,
dans ces jours vides.

Dans ces jours silencieux.

Beaucoup de temps, beaucoup de kilomètres, beaucoup de personnes laissées derrière
Pour cette seule personne, une fois dans ta vie, plus proche de ton esprit
N'importe qui, n'importe quand, peut remodeler ta journée
Car tout, partout, est connecté d'une certaine manière

Pour changer mon regard, pour ressentir l'immensité, je vais creuser en moi
Un seul mot peut changer le cours des choses
Ton sourire est le guide

Oublie les écrans, embrasse ce qui est réel, mes amis me manquent,
Le chemin continue, mais ne finit jamais
Jusqu'à ce que l'obscurité s'incline

Jusqu'à ce que l'obscurité s'incline

Beaucoup de temps, beaucoup de kilomètres, beaucoup de personnes laissées derrière
Pour cette seule personne, une fois dans ta vie, plus proche de ton esprit
N'importe qui, n'importe quand, peut remodeler ta journée
Car tout, partout, est connecté d'une certaine manière

Tout le monde a besoin de croire
Tout le monde a besoin de trouver quelqu'un quelque part

Reshape Your Day

I was looking at old photos of a town gathering in the 1800s for a lynching. I was struck at the carnival atmosphere, the presence of all kinds of people, women and children. This is disturbing but very real and it is NOT confined to America,the South but instead is a sad global problem with religions and "God". Too often I think religions are excuses to commit some of the most awful  human atrocities . Religions,like leader cults(nazis/emperorsetc), seem to blind masses into justifying the slaughter  of the enemy of the day. God in most religions preached tolerance/forgiveness/inclusion and yet these fundamental principles are conveniently forgotten when it comes time to fulfill some self serving goal, monetary/territorial or ego. I wish I knew why

lyrics
glowing yellow sun
clear bright blue sky
leaves are dancing in the wind

sherriff and the barber
the doctor and the lawyer 
all the townspeople are there

just to meet and greet
and to chat about
the news and their hopes and fears

The children all are there
dressed up in their best
blue eyes and many happy smiles

then the time arrives
the crowd all turn their head
they march the black man to the tree

a noose slips round his neck
they pull him up on high
so his legs can swing free

there's heard a horrible crack
that splits the morning air
the children look up and they stare
as his legs they shake
and his body quivers
until he hangs there still and limp

then the children turn around and finish up their games 
on this bright and sunny day

now it's time to go
they hear the parents say
off to church to learn to pray

"praise God??really??

praise God??what are you thinking?

keep the hope...

【Music Video】Please also check out my YouTube channel:
https://youtu.be/WQ1a5hW3bZQ?si=50OKq5ss0NkEx8F9
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不条理 / distance
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窓に映る　止めどない
戯言時系列に　紛れて
「不条理」と　綴られた
呟きを見た

いつからか　僕らは
譲り合いに　疲れて
見放すもの　頼るもの
呟いた

逢えなければ　見失ったやさしさが
逢えなければ　ささやかな願いごとが
逢えなければ　ほんとうのつながりが
逢えなければ　逢えなければ

いつからか　僕らは
有象無象を　恐れて
棄てるもの　譲るもの
呟いた

逢えないから　見失ったやさしさが
逢えないから　ささやかな願いごとが
逢えないから　ほんとうのつながりが
逢えないから　逢えないから

窓に映る　止めどない
戯言時系列に　紛れて
「不条理」と　綴られた
呟きを見た

呟きを見た

不条理 / distance

A new song......My story of my school years. I was generally happy in my life through grade three. But then came the 4th grade. Glasses provided some visual clarity , but what came with it ...the name calling ,bullying off and on through high school. Anxiety, introversion and shyness would be my shadows throughout. The chorus are thoughts which ruminated in my mind through high school graduation.My life did  not begin to turn around in a positive way until my first job then junior college. Music helped me along the way and has been a positive , driving force in my life until this day.

Lyrics:

My early story is a question to ponder 
Why am I here? What is this life?
Born in the year nineteen hundred and fifty-six
A small baby, held warmly in the kitchen light
I saw happy faces, they were mom and dad
A house full of laughter, a cradle of what I had
Toys on the floor, summers that felt like gold
A little world of comfort where the future hadn’t been told

At five I began school with new clothes and shoes
Learning to count, learning to sing the rules
Everyone smiling, other children’s hands to take
Recess like heaven, every friendship is at stake
Three years rolled on and more games to play
Little victories stack up day by day
There was a promise in pencils and in rhyme
I felt the world was steady in this careful time

Why am I here, with the sun on my skin?
What is this life, where do I begin?
Fifty-six questions humming softly in my mind
I’m looking for answers, just passing the time
Why am I here, when does this road unfold?
Born with a story, with hands to hold

Then grade four came in like a shorthand storm
Anxiety crept where the sunlight was warm
I couldn’t see the distance, the letters blurred and spun
My chest filled with questions I could not outrun
My teacher glanced over, eyes soft and kind
I sat in the back, quiet, with a restless mind
Not learning at the pace, the others seemed to keep
Just a kid with a secret, and the hurt buried deep


Then came the discovery, what a joy to see
Glass on my face and the world came free
Suddenly the print was a mountain I could climb
Colors had edges, and the clock kept time
But joy can be sudden and delicate as glass
“Hey four eyes”, the cruel words came to pass
Those years got lonelier, laughter thinned to gray
Anxiety and stress came quietly to stay
                                                                 
My first love was sweet and new
Playing games with a shy smile and trembling view
Learning became a ladder with some rungs too far
Teachers leaned in, tried to patch every scar
They noticed the lag, and called me aside
Offering extra patience, they walked me through the tide
Joined another class where the pace was kind
Holding on to something that I couldn’t find

I learned about courage in the classroom’s ordinary light
How to be small and still stand up in the night
Warm and loving family, their voices a thread
Holding up the questions that circled in my head
I practiced my letters like prayers to a door
Hoping each stroke would open something more
The world was both gentle and sharp with its knife
And every small survival felt like life

Now when I look back at that little room of toys
At the small boy learning how to love and make noise
I keep asking the questions, not always to solve
But to let the mysteries gently evolve
Why am I here?  Maybe to keep asking still
To meet the next sunrise on the top of a hill
Born in nineteen fifty-six, I carry the light
Fifty-six questions, and a will to write.

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Download a pic Donate a buck! ^

Fifty-Six Questions

suddenly

Message From God

The music video featuring this song is now available at YouTube:

https://youtu.be/IiVtELZRzgQ?si=rGXnh0R441foU5VH

Since growing up in an old neighborhood of Victorian homes, I’ve occasionally recalled one particular property at the end of our street that had fallen into disrepair. It was one of the biggest houses in the area and looked like it must have been quite the impressive home in its day. But my friends and I always imagined what horrified tales must lurk in those shadows. All these years later I can say that the house and property were completely replaced by modern, more cheerful condominiums, the rusty gates and wild overgrowth long gone. But I recall some of the history I learned about the once proud estate and felt it all made for great Halloween tale telling as Nat and I have tried to convey in this rockin’ trip into the dark and stormy night....

Written and performed by Daniels & Durgy
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records
©2025 Daniels & Durgy

Lyrics: Thirteen Ravens

Dead of night, I’m walking home
The rain is beating down
I should have grabbed a cab before 
I left the pub in town

The sidewalks here on Franklin Hill
Uneven with despair
Lead me past the iron gates
The old stone mansion there

Behind the broken fences 
Overgrown with thorns
The thunder booms must fill the rooms
And stir the ghost that mourns 

He was a wealthy statesman
And this his grand estate
He had it all but shame did fall
Upon his final fate

Now all these decades later 
As the world just passes by
I stop to put my collar up
And hear an eerie cry

The mansion long abandoned 
There stands a silhouette
And on one bare limb of a tree
A dozen ravens sit

Above the broken gables
Circles one last mate
As if to warn that somewhere there
The old man lies in wait

Lightning cracks the darkness
The ravens scatter fly
They croak like deadly demons cast
Into the sullen sky

Thirteen ravens on their watch
To hold the blackened past
While crooked shutters hang upon 
Their secrets to the last

But I must pull away now
From this place where shadows dwell
Where thirteen ravens tell their tale 
And hold you in their spell

Thirteen ravens like a chain
Of nightmares in the rain

Thirteen Ravens

Small Magic Carrots

I have decided to take you into my studio lair for a peak into the cobwebs, corners and hidden nooks; the very mad-house of my thinking, or at least as best I can recollect the moments of……"Song Creation". I will use a single song to highlight my process. My friends and fellow song creators may recognize strands of their own process here, however, it is understood, that song formation has no right way or wrong way. It is as individual and eclectic as art itself. That is what keeps it fun. I will keep the write-ups short but will pile them on in increments until you or I have had enough. You can find these write-ups at this link: https://davidhusted.com/blogs/1-sleeping-softly-in-this-bed/posts/7601774/one-song-s-journey

Thank You

Dave

Song Lyrics
Eclipse
By David Husted


I'm trapped by a devil who controls the scrolling screen  
When I come back up I can't remember my name
so filled with dread cuz I'm waitin' on that judgement day
Swipe away this lonely pain

Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse, burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?

It's been three days since I threw my phone away
All went quiet but the tears and body shakes  
And the day light bows to the moon's deep blues
And in this mystery, I still miss you
 
Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse,  burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?



Eclipse

BehindTheShades

Verse 1 

Today I want to tell you, my love How happier I couldn't be with you Every word that comes from you Is a caress I bless

 Pre-chorus

 I'm not rich and I have nothing But with your magic you transform me into a bright star

 Chorus

 Every moment with you is pure magic You electrify me with your love and tenderness It is with you that my sanity is balanced You are my love, a crazy love

 Verse 2 

Your existence is a divine blessing I can feel your sweet essence in every corner You are such an exemplary and beautiful woman 

Bridge 

It would take an eternity To give you all the roses in the world.

 Chorus 

Every moment with you is pure magic You electrify me with your love and tenderness It is with you that my sanity is balanced You are my love. A crazy love. 

Outro I could no longer imagine my life without you. It would be eternal and complete bitterness.



Verso 1

Hoy quiero decirte amor mío
Que más feliz no puedo estar contigo
Cada palabra que sale de ti
Es una caricia que bendigo

Pre chorus 

No soy rico y nada tengo
Pero con tu magia
me transformas en lucero

Coro 

Cada momento junto a ti es magia pura 
Me electrificas con tu amor y tu ternura 
Es junto a ti que se equilibra mi cordura 
Eres tú mi bien, un amor de locura

 Verso 2

Tu existencia es una bendición divina
Puedo sentir tu esencia dulce en cada esquina 
Eres mujer tan ejemplar y tan hermosa 

Puente 

Que tomaría una eternidad 
Darte del mundo todas las rosas. 

Coro 

Cada momento junto a ti es magia pura 
Me electrificas con tu amor y tu ternura
Es junto a ti que se equilibra mi cordura 
Eres tú mi bien. 

Un amor de locura. 

Outro 

Ya no podría imaginar a mi vida sin ti
Sería eterna y completa amargura 

Letra:Miguel Ángel Botello 

Todos los derechos reservados D'mendo Boteli ©1994 ©2020 ©2021 ©2022 ©2023 ©2025 

https://open.spotify.com/album/6XmJmeHQq2VKAfmcdEuDC9?si=izn0w3NgQXGmpDKczEbh3A



Magia pura - D'mendo Boteli.wav

Old song remixed today 

I hear a riff in the clouds so high 
Strings bending like angels sigh 
A melody that won't let me cry 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
I see a chord painted on the sky 
Six lines drawn where dreams won't die 
A pic in the wind It whispers why 
Can you hear the sound 
Breaking through the ground 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
Play me a solo Soft and slow 
Let it burn Let it show 
If there's a stage where spirits go

Are there guitars in heaven .mp3

Worlds Aglow

- Picture -
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl
Colorist Editor. Shyntwirl
Lightning Editor. Shyntwirl
Effects. Shyntwirl

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl
Composer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl
Developer. Shyntwirl
Reverb. Shyntwirl
Background. Shyntwirl
Synthesizers. Shyntwirl
Piano. Shyntwirl
Harp. Shyntwirl
Guitar. Shyntwirl
Fx. Shyntwirl

[New Single]

PROD. Shyntwirl

Shyntwirl - Ashes Of The Phoenix On My Skin

A new song for immigrants in all countries......  "I was a stranger and you welcomed me," in the Parable of the Sheep and the Goats (Matthew 25:35)

Lyrics:

Welcome the stranger
From immigrant lands
Seeking freedom from oppression 
In this land of dreams and opportunities 
Do you remember that time?

Welcome the stranger
Who does not look like you
But on the inside, we’re all just the same
Breathing and existing searching for a cause
That they can believe in

Welcome the stranger
Looking for a new home
To call their own
Complete with family and friends 
And of course, some children too

Welcome the stranger
With a language they call their own
Beautiful in every word 
They speak of their dreams 
In this strange but free land which once was

Welcome the stranger 
For they are in need
Of your compassion and understanding 
As they try to navigate 
In this land now filled with hate and anger

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Image: Непарадное в парадных Александр Стрелков

Welcome the Stranger

Firstly , a scammer alert . If you get approached by someone claiming to Peter Edge , the CEO of RCA Records , he is not , he is a pond life scammer ! It was done through a " scout " who passed me on to him , it was very convincing , but after investigating I discovered he was just another one of those low life twats out for what I call criminal gain ! I would love to find out out where these people live so I could put their windows in and give them a slap or two !
Anyway , this is a great song written by Gaz Brownie , when I heard his demo I was hooked and had visions of which direction it should take , we really hope you like it as much as we do !
So many songs to be released , but one song will have to jump the queue for release on the 1st of October . It's a track that I have been working on with a fantastic Mexican singer/songwriter called D'mendo Boteli , you will be amazed ! Thank you so much for listening and your continued support . Me and Charlotte's album links are below
www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLA…L7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS4…DSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Reconnected

Let's slowly warm up to the release of my new metalcore album "THE DARK SIDE of THOMAS GT" which will be released here on soundcloud 9/10....

My new song BEEN HERE BEFORE is a pop/rock track. The song captures the cycle of returning to a toxic relationship, where promises and passion repeatedly collapse into pain. It portrays the struggle of knowing the outcome yet still giving in, caught between desire and disappointment. The lyrics reveal vulnerability, self-awareness, and frustration with repeating the same mistakes, showing love as both addictive and destructive. Ultimately, it's about the exhaustion of reliving heartbreak, recognizing the pattern, yet feeling powerless to break free from it.

LYRIC

Verse 
You walked in like you knew the place,
Same cold stare, that sweet, sharp face.
Said you’ve changed — I’ve heard that line,
A hundred times, still not mine.

Pre-Chorus
I should know how this goes down,
Promises fall, I nearly drown.
Still I stand here at your door,
Like I haven’t felt this pain before.

Chorus
’Cause I’ve been here before,
Heard your voice behind that war.
Every word, I let it burn,
You walk away, and I never learn.
You come back, I fall again,
Act like we’re more than just pretend.
But I’ve been here before…
Yeah, I’ve been here before.

Verse 
You say it hurts, you miss my name,
But love’s not just a losing game.
You want the fire, then run from heat,
It’s always “almost” on repeat.

Pre-Chorus
It’s too quiet when you leave,
But it’s louder when you breathe.
And I still open up that door,
Though I’ve stood right here before.

Chorus
’Cause I’ve been here before,
Heard your voice behind that war.
Every word, I let it burn,
You walk away, and I never learn.
You come back, I fall again,
Act like we’re more than just pretend.
But I’ve been here before…
Yeah, I’ve been here before.

Bridge
I could lie, say this time feels new,
But the cracks still show through.
If love means pain, what’s it for?
I don’t want to feel this anymore.

Chorus
 ’Cause I’ve been here before,
And I can’t take it anymore.
Every word, I let it burn,
But my heart just won’t learn.
You come back, I fall again,
Like it’s not gonna end.
But I’ve been here before…
Yeah, I’ve been here before.

Been here before

Pour qui je compte     ( Translated following the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/9njE-7si0d0
Texte :           Muette
Chant lead : Philippe J
Choeurs :      Liora 

Il y a des carnets
Et des mots égarés
Tout au fond des tiroirs
Et qu'on n'relit jamais
Parce qu'on est en retard
Et qu'y a toujours quelqu'un
Dont il faut prendre soin
Et ce quelqu'un, c'est jamais soi.

Dans la frileuse Flandre,
Sous les chênes et les hêtres,
Il y a ce tas de cendre
Après un feu de fête.
Au milieu, des canettes,
Des souv'nirs jetés là
Qu'on ramass' les yeux las
Pour les trier plus tard, peut-être.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit :
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Les glacières dans le coffre,
La guitare dans sa housse,
On se serre un peu fort.
Un dernier regard pour
Les lits de mousse tassée,
Et les arbres muets
Mêm' quand l' bûch'ron les couche.
Et chacun r'part de son côté.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit:
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Et puis quand la clairière,
S'éclaircit plus encore,
Qu'on sait par cœur le bois,
Ses pièges, ses réconforts,
Assis sur les souches
On se parle à soi-même
En dénombrant ses doigts.
On se demande : Qui m'aime ? Qui m'aime ?
Et une seule main suffit. 

For whom I count on

There are notebooks
And lost words
At the bottom of drawers
That we never reread
Because we're late
And there's always someone
We have to take care of
And that someone is never ourselves.

In chilly Flanders,
Under the oak and beech trees,
There is a pile of ashes
After a festive bonfire.
In the middle, cans,
Memories thrown away
That we pick up with weary eyes
To sort through later, perhaps.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we ask ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

The coolers in the trunk,
The guitar in its case,
We hug a little tighter.
One last look at
The beds of packed moss,
And the silent trees
Even when the lumberjack cuts them down.
And everyone goes their separate ways.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we say to ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

And then when the clearing
Grows even brighter,
When we know the woods by heart,
Its traps, its comforts,
Sitting on the stumps
We talk to ourselves
Counting our fingers.
We ask ourselves: Who loves me? Who loves me?
And one hand is enough.

Pour qui je compte. avec Philippe J

An autumn evening with La valse d’amélie from Yann Triesen

La valse d’amélie

Vocals: @Oddrun-Eikli 
Trumpet: @Arne-Hiorth
Lyrics: @user-264930040 (Peter)
Piano: Debra Buesking
This piano composition takes its cues from Beethoven's Bagatelle "Für Elise".  It seemed a bit of fun to give Beethoven's famous piece a new twist and so we have.  Thank you to my dear friends Oddrun, Arne, and Peter, for this marvelous and joyful experience of working together.  It brings us all a bit closer together.

An Autumn Pastorale

The year’s getting late, now summer’s sleeping
I contemplate how autumn’s creeping in.
Berries shining for the birds
As they harmonise each others’ words In a chorus like the angels heard.

The year’s getting late, for carefree living

Lazy times, with honest give and take.
Simple joys like baby smiles
And climbing hills to see for miles
The evening star switching on…year’s getting late

The year’s getting late, memories clinging
Better times, that sweet hope’s bringing in
The last of this year’s butterflies
Mother nature’s neat surprise

Can’t those days come back please? … year’s getting late.

Autumn Pastorale | Oddrun E, Arne Hiorth, Peter the Poet, & Debra B

Touchdown in Palma,

I always liked Van Morrisons Music. This is my version of Brown Eyed Girl  2025 a special tribute 

TRIBUTE " Brown Eyed Girl " (Covered by Glenny G)

Reverie

Gimme / feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/16204/gimme-89bpm-pop-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
Paploviante:
E Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering
Picture: AI Perchance

Gimme feat. Patricia Edwards-Papploviante

Here's my version of this classic Irish ballad. Mclhatton was an old fiddler who knew how to make an excellent Poitin, the ancestor of whiskey. When the valley where he lived filled with buyers of his fine liquor, many tried to capture him, but he knew how to hide well and was never caught. Enjoy my track and share! CIAO

MCLHATTON

Trippy track - the title referring more to the recording and mixing process rather than to the lyric content. The saga continues...


LYRICS: 

Talk to me, look at me, tell me what the feeling means.
Dead end streets, weary beats - hypnotic eyes stare into my mind.
Where are you? And what am I?
Bridges crossed, bones to grind,
Meaningful or senseless life. Forever lie awake at night!
Cannot cease to twist and turn. Cannot quench the inner burn!
Wounds don't heal, it's hell on earth. Expanding thoughts while the road is turning...

The Revenant

Smoke and Mirrors

Copyright© Daniels & Durgy 2018
Written and Performed by Craig Durgy and Nat Daniels
"There's no present like the time...  so make it count"

HAPPY HALLOWEEN Everyone!   Thank you so much for your continued support and for Liking our songs! Have a happy and safe Halloween... and if you see a clown or werewolf in the dark... RUN.

Lyrics:  Suicide

Its suicide , 
oh suicide…
just suicide for me…   
just suicide.

Other people move ahead but,
little voices inside my head say,
don’t you go cause danger lingers there,
I really want to try instead,
but all those voices in my head say,
“don’t you ever, never even dare, no! “

‘cause it’s suicide…
just suicide,
just suicide for me,
just suicide…

when I was a little child,
some would seek but I'd just hide,
but deep inside I,  
wanted to be found,
and now that I am so much older,
why cant I be just a little bolder
but I still sit, and listen, for the sound of the voices,
in my head!

it’s suicide..
oh just suicide..
it’s suicide for me,
just suicide..

For life is much too short to sit and,
ignore the heart of it…
but finally I’m going to,
take a chance and live!
tonight I’m going to find the nerve, 
I’m heading out to the dead man’s curve…
I’m going to ask that little girl, inside me, to dance again…  

it’s suicide, Oh..
Suicide…
It’s suicide for me,
Just suicide!

So live your life.. Don’t hide!
there’s no present like the time..

Suicide

The lyrics listed below inspired Chuck to create this Country track.
Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Music, Production & Mix by Chuck Aaron

AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HILL
WAS A SMALL COUNTRY STORE
BUYIN' A COKE AND MOON PIE
IT WAS QUITE A THRILL

WHERE THE OLD MEN GATHERED
TO PLAY DOMINO'S AND CHECKERS
YOUNG BOYS GATHERED TO PLAY BALL
IN THE PASTURE OUT BACK

THE KID'S LOVED CATCHIN' FIRE FLIES
AND PUTTIN' THEM IN A JAR
WATCHIN' THEM LIGHT UP
UNDER THE STARY SKIES

(CHORUS)
GOIN' BACK IN TIME
WITH COUNTRY ON MY MIND
GOIN' BACK IN TIME
TO A SIMPLER TIME
YEA, GOIN' BACK IN TIME
TO A SIMPLER TIME

SETTIN' OUT FISH HOOKS
ON A SMALL CREEK BANK
SITTIN' AROUND A CAMP FIRE
TELLIN' STORIES AND JOKES

NO CITY STREETS OR BOULEVARDS
PLAYED SOME BASKETBALL
WITH  HOME MADE GOALS
IN OUR BACK YARDS

NO I-PAD OR I-PHONE
JUST SOME GOOD TIMES
AND GOOD MEMORIES
OF A WONDERFUL HOME

(REPEAT CHORUS 1 or 2 times)

2019 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Back In Time - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Chuck Aaron - Original

Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Music & Mix by Glen Granthem
The lyrics below inspired Glen to produce this track.

JOHNNY WASEN'T A PREACHER MAN	
OR THE LEADER OF A WORSHIP BAND	
HE WASEN'T A BIG TIME MINISTER	
OR EVEN A SUNDAY SCHOOL TEACHER	
	
HE NEVER EVER PRAYED OUT LOUD	
OR TRIED TO STAND OUT IN A CROWD	
HE WAS NO STRANGER TO LUST OR SIN	
NEVER AFRAID TO SAY AMEN	
	
(CHORUS)	
JOHNNY LOVED JESUS, MUSIC AND FAMILY  	
HE WAS ABSOLUTELY HIS OWN WORST ENEMY	
HE LOVED SINGIN' PRAISES TO HIS LORD	
PRAYED THAT HEAVEN WOULD BE HIS REWARD	
	
	
HE DIDN'T LIVE IN A MANSION	
OR NEED LOTS OF  ATTENTION	
HE DIDN'T DRIVE A FANCY CAR	
OR OWN ANY RARE GUITARS	
	
HE LOVED HIS OLD FLAT TOP	
AND HE PLAYED IT NONSTOP	
HE WAS A TRUE DISCIPLE	
OF THAT OLD TIME COUNTRY GOSPEL	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS)	
	
NOW HE'S SINGIN' WITH THE ANGEL'S	
AND WALKIN' THE STREETS OF GOLD	
	
(GUITAR SOLO)	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS )	
	
2020 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Johnny - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

Happy Halloween Folks!
Vocal Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2020
Gentle Rain Records
Produced, performed and Arranged by Daniels & Durgy
Written by: Ambrosia Parsley and guitarist Duke McVinnie
Originally performed by Shivaree

Lyrics:
There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon
There's a shark in the pool
And a witch in the tree
A crazy old neighbor and he's been watching me
And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall
Something's under the bed
Now it's out in the hedge
There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge
And I hear something scratching through the wall
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon

Goodnight Moon (Cover)

Two song writers, two kindred spirits... that found each other by pure happenstance and great fortune, to collaborate and create music together.
To see our separate artist pages, please click on the following links:
Nat Daniels   https://soundcloud.com/natdaniels
Craig Durgy  https://soundcloud.com/durge