Sounds great! I say you have found a very valuable third member of your team.

sun gun/awesome/rare sound/well done/choo choo/country cool/N my grain/cool train

Great song and story! Fantastic performance by all!

Oh, My Word, ya'll got me right from the Intro on this beauty! How catchy and addictively hooky. Can never go wrong with a Train song, Friends.

great track, great vocal and music.love it.

Congratulations all! Classic country/folk accents, great storytelling & sounds :)

really nice work!  oughta be on the radio y'all!!

Please enjoy with me the Reservoir Dogs. We are a Soundcloud Band and have already released some tracks, which you can find here:
https://soundcloud.com/kcm069/sets/the-reservoir-dogs
We have a very unique sound and it is a lot of fun to work on music in a band, as suddenly everything goes 4 times as fast, as 4 brains are working and 4 styles are coming together.
This song was created, as Tot. had sent me a drum synth track which was already epic and dark, when nothing had been added.
So I played a bass line and sent this to Ken and Andrea who immediately came back with their parts, which I then mixed and mastered.
I hope you will like it very much guys.

Credits: 
Tot. - Drums, Percussion, beats @tot-beat
Ken Minty - Dyson Steal Guitar, Vocals and Lyrics @kcm069
Foresto - Tribal Eguitars @user-959329289
N.o.b.S. - Bass, synths, FX, mix and mastering @nobsmeyer

The Reservoir Dogs

Let Us Sing

The Reservoir Dogs - Let Us Sing

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2021
Gentle Rain Records.
Produced, Written & Performed by Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Instrumental Track: Martin Hirsch

Lyrics:
The Train Station by Craig Durgy

It was the hottest day that summer, the sun was slow to set
13 empty bottles,  on the porch still dripping sweat
Stepping through the bottles , with a hard and icy stare
Comes a tall and sturdy cowboy, like a man without a prayer

13 empty bottles, over one full figured gal
Cause he hadn’t figured on-her, breaking out of his coral
His boots kept moving steady, down Main Street into town
Headed for the station, and the train to Galveston

Hair black as a nightmare, and eyes that laugh out loud
A smile that drives ya crazy as a, roped…and wrangled cow
She ran off with another man, but he knows where she’s gone
(pause) Waiting in the station for the train…to Galveston
(break)
And shoved into his pocket was his heart…And a gun

He gave her more than seven years, and all he could afford
He kept on falling deeper in, but lately was ignored

Hair black as a nightmare, and eyes that laugh out loud
A smile that drives ya crazy, as a roped…and wrangled cow

She ran off with another man, but he knows where she’s gone
(pause) Waiting in the station for the train…to Galveston
(break)
And shoved into his pocket was his heart…And a gun

Then the cowboy…and the pain…board the train
With 13 empty bottles…the cowboy’s gonna see, his girl again

13 empty bottles, over one full figured gal
Cause he hadn’t figured on-her, breaking out of his coral

As the train pulls from the station, in the last light of the sun
His heart’s still in his pocket…with a gun

The Train Station (with Martin Hirsch)

The train station

The Train Station  - w. Martin Hirsch

This is another classic amongst classics of  of Gipsy Jazz  classic repertoire https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I%27ll_See_You_in_My_Dreams_(1924_song), this old song has been magnified by Django and the Hot club de France in its time https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNRHHRjep3E
I Love Erwan Christopher's most brilliant revisit "à la créole" of this classic,  and tried to follow his footsteps at the the mad tempo of 255 pbm )...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkmWtDnP79A Had a fantastic time ...at least trying... part of it...my very rough way ... , hope you enjoy this highly spiced one !!

I'll See You In My Dreams

Been away from SC a long time...life. Lots of writing, little inclination to record until today. Louisa is my wife Charlottie's middle name...always loved the name like I love her. She was born in a postage stamp town in Southwest Texas.  I've met countless carbon copies of this poor guy I sing about.

Louisa's Arms

The incantation of a small prayer for the people of Hong Kong, as their tongues are torn out, their ears sealed up and their eyes sewn shut.

When The Middle Kingdom Comes

Turn slowly to the East, All Under Heaven found.
Civilisation’s ancient seat, culture’s origins abound.
Confucian terracotta peace, but put your ear to the ground
Sense the grinding of the teeth, under boots that Mao found.
The Republic of the People, politics' Project Vanity
Bastard child of satan, sired by insanity.
Billionaire communists neatly shun the peasant toil their gold comes from.
Heaven help your precious freedom, when The Middle Kingdom comes.

Butchered in their masses, starved or spirited away.
Cultural Revolution passes back to Great Leap Forward day.
Free speech lying bleedin’ ‘neath the beating of red drums.
Heaven help your precious freedom, when The Middle Kingdom comes.

Taking out the protest man, tank columns in the square.
Ever scratching fair Taiwan, knowing China’s heart is there.
Smothering every voice you can, covid viruses to share.
War on all fronts five-year-planned, to the pacifist’s despair.
The last to offer charity, the first to issue threat.
Pollution choking clarity of third world crippling debt.
See the friendships that she’s workin’ on – why they all have rented guns
Heaven help your precious freedom, when The Middle Kingdom comes.

From the genocide of Uyghurs to the killing fields of war
In Tibets, Vietnams, Koreas, the doctrinal moral whore
Lives and liberties succumb to the broken idealistic thumb,
Heaven help your precious freedom, when The Middle Kingdom comes.

Photo by Joseph Chan on Unsplash

When The Middle Kingdom Comes

LYRICS
The place was so right
The timing was wrong
I thought that she might
But I came on too strong

And for now I'm just lying in the sun
Burning my back again
Burning my back again

I knew I was wrong
And I'd like to say
Just give me a chance
I'd be different today

But for now I'm just lying in the sun
Burning my back again
Burning my back again

I'll lay in the sand
And the things that I'd planned
Are like bubbles that burst on the breeze

Instrumental

I might see her later
And get down on my knees
Beg for forgiveness
And another chance please

But for now I'm just lying in the sun
Burning my back again
Burning my back again

Burning my back again

Outro

Burning My Back Again

Based on the lovely poem by Shel Silverstein. base image for cover also by Mr S.

Needles and Pins

Needles and pins,
 Needles and pins,
 Sew me a sail
 To catch me the wind.
 Sew me a sail
 Strong as the gale,
 Carpenter, bring out your
 Hammers and nails.
 Hammer and nails,
 Hammer and nails,
 Build me a boat
 To go chasing the whales.
 Chasing the whales,
 Sailing the blue,
 Find me a captain
 And sign me a crew.
 Captain and crew,
 Captain and crew,
 Take me, oh take me
 To anywhere new.

Needles And Pins

It was a hot summer, too hot and noisy at times to record instruments in my little home studio, so I went full electronic for this one, inspired by the sultry nights.

Image by Ameen Fahmy via Unsplash.com

Nightfall

There are certain tones, colours, and intervals that work to make the Spanish world and guitar gel.  I think it comes from the Moorish influence. Interestingly, the instrument that really compliments it is the haunting sound of the  Cor Anglais English Horn, (which I get from Spitfire Audio Studio Woodwinds) . It's often assumed to be an oboe sound but its not.  It's more raspy. E minor is the perfect key for Spanish guitar but I tuned the whole lot down a semi tone just to give a bit more warmth and depth. Can you feel the character in this music?

Velvet Threads

a rework by Mean Flow of a track by Marco Lucchi featuring Henrik Meierkord 

dicembre 2021

Mean Flow, Marco Lucchi & Henrik Meierkord - Morning Star

005/January/2022

The Good Life

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

The Train Station - w. Martin Hirsch

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