@user-138663860: Love it Sandy! Didn't have them much growing up in Connecticut but sure had some during some of my West Virginia visits. Durge

@user-138663860: So glad you liked my tribute to the Mountain State Sandy. Thanks for taking the time to comment and share your thoughts and experience. Durge

You have honored the memories in the warmest way. Plainspoken, direct, deliughtful.

straightforward country/message..excellent tribute on all levels..easy to do when it comes straight from the heart which you can feel while listening..you were lucky for this experience

West-By-God-Virginia!!  Love the tour guide approach...I know where to eat, stay, even work if I decide not to leave.  And won't get lost - you supplied a road map.  Fine song Durge - love the Appalachians, maybe I'll get to Keyser one day.

Flying Chocolate Take2

LYRICS
She left me standing there
And I hadn't got a word to say
Weatherman said it's gonna be fair
But I knew winter's on the way.

Summer sun was burning my back
But I shivered as she walked away
Not a cloud in that crystal blue sky
But I knew winter's on the way

She looked at me
And I felt the chill
But I wish that she would stay
Feels like I'm running up hill
And winters on the way

Instrumental

I guess I knew it all along
That it weren't no good for me to pray
I just stood there and I knew it won't be long
And winters on the way

She looked at me
And I felt the chill
But I wish that she would stay
Feels like I'm running up hill
And winters on the way
And winters on its way
And winters on its way
And winters on its way

Winters On The Way

This idea was one of those that you have to hurry up and hit record before the idea passes... so I did. The original recording received a lot of listens and feedback, but it was not a quality recording. The idea was there. I just did my best to salvage what was recorded and remix it into this one mix. 
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I hope you enjoy it as much as the original version. 
Many Thanks for listening!!!

Passing Brain Storm

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

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Erebus City - Πόλις Έρεβος >>> video

Guitar quartet. Made during an unexpected bout of sobriety.

First Night Clean

Original composition and mix, piano and arrangement by The Bird Inside:
For more The Bird Inside music please check: @user-525836600:
Added guitars and final mix by Neno J.

Thanks The Bird Inside for giving me the opportunity to play his beautiful and interesting composition with the guitar

Tonadilla del Sur (collab with The Bird Inside)

Release date 30/8 2023
Well - synths
Surfers like us - Guitar   https://soundcloud.com/user-411502040/tracks

This track is the result of our ongoing collaboration and friendship. This time we invite you to travel deep into the ocean. It’s a world of beauty and mystery. Full of light and darkness, too. But always fascinating. Thank you for stopping by our vision of the ocean's immensity. We hope you enjoy this oceanic journey!

Deep Ocean   - w/Surfers Like Us

Here’s one that was recorded way back, pretty rough production but I still quite like it.
Lyrics 
I see you standing in the corner of the room
Guess you think it's kinda cool
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Checked you out and you're looking good
All dressed up like I new you would
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Grooving to the music and you're looking great
Don't waste time 'cos it's getting late
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

You're dancing fast and you're dancing slow
Come on Hon lets give it a go
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

I see your friends are pointing my way
Come on over Hon and say
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Instrumental, Verse One, Verse Two, Chorus, Outro

Come on and dance with me

A somewhat eclectic folksy tune that demonstrates a man's frustration with a partner that just doesn't communicate. A little mandolin, guitar, harmonica, mouth harp... a bit of fun.This is another rejuvenation job by Nat Daniels/Gentle Rain Records to improve upon my original recording. Thanks to Nat for her intuitive and compassionate assistance!

All music and lyrics written by Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar, harmonica & mandolin
Nat Daniels: piano & bass
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records
Copyright 2024
Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:
Left Unsaid by Craig Durgy

On the phone with Cousin Linda, she got you to laugh so hard
Caught you talkin’ to the window, watching squirrels play in the yard
You said something to the mirror, as you put your makeup on
Then you stopped as I got nearer, you and the grocery list were gone
You make comments to the TV, but you never talk to me

Tell me how you feel, think we need some conversation
Tell me how you feel, seems like something’s been unsaid
Tell me how you feel, need to check our respiration
Before we leave this thing for dead

Guess you kinda like your pillow, ‘cause you’ve been talking in your sleep
Sometimes you’re weepin’ like a willow, while I just lie there countin’ sheep
Heard you speaking to the fire, something ‘bout how love’s a joke
But you’re just preachin’ to the choir, through the chimney, up in smoke
I hear nothins and they ain’t sweet, but you never talk to me

Tell me how you feel, think we need some conversation
Tell me how you feel, seems like something’s been unsaid
Tell me how you feel, need to check our respiration, desperation darling
Before we leave this thing for dead
Left unsaid…Left unsaid…Left unsaid

Left Unsaid

When my best friend moved back to West Virginia when I was still in elementary school, I knew I had to go visit the Mountain State that I had heard so much about. After several summer visits with my family I quickly found a sort of second home away from Connecticut where I've lived my entire life. The images of the town of Keyser, the people, the vast woodlands and easy going way of life really hit me and has never left. Since those early days I've returned with my own kids and they too got an idea of how I felt about "The Friendliest Town In The USA" as the sign plainly states as you drive into town on Route 220. This song is dedicated to Margaret and Richard Campbell, my friend's parents who are no longer with us, but have made a lasting impression of kindness, family values, tough love, backwoods wisdom and southern hospitality.

Update (2023): Many thanks to my esteemed music partner and friend, Nat Daniels, for re-mastering and producing the updated track for this song.

Lyrics:  
Keyser West Virginia by Craig Durgy

If you’re out some Sunday and you check your map
Headin’ south through Maryland and the Cumberland Gap
On Route 220 where the valley comes to view

You can smell that paper mill, miles away
As the road descends into the Mountain State
Past a parkin’ lot full of cars at the Chat n’ Chew

When you cross that bridge where the North Branch flows
And you see that sign that everyone knows
There ain’t no doubt it’s Keyser, and it’s true

That it’s the, friendliest town in the, friendliest town in the,
Friendliest town…in, Keyser West Virginia,
In the whole U.S.A. 

You can ride on down along New Creek Drive
Or take a golf cart ride at the Polish Pines
And on Green Mountain someone’s huntin’ for deer 

On Friday nights in the early fall
The Golden Tornado gonna move that ball
On Saturday they say how 'bout them 'eers!

Green tomatoes in a frying pan
String beans, bacon and chicken, man!
Or try some Stray Cat wings with a couple of beers. 

That it’s the, friendliest town in the, friendliest town in the,
Friendliest town…in, Keyser West Virginia,
In the whole U.S.A. 

Here in West Virginia, Lord you know I love this mountain state
Allegheny air gets in ya, 
And man those pines at Dolly Sods look great 

Some folks work at the ABL
West Vaco also pays pretty well
And Pot State College has lots to offer too

You can be a local or from out of town
Maybe up from Dallas or from Boston down
You'll get a wave from a lotta folks that ya never knew

And if you get the urge and the highway calls
Take a day trip down to Blackwater Falls
It’s West-By-God-Virginia, through and through!

That it’s the, friendliest town in the, friendliest town in the,
Friendliest town…in, Keyser West Virginia,
In the whole U.S.A.

Keyser West Virginia

Singer/Songwriter concentrating on traditional country, folk and pop rock. Working as part of the duo Daniels & Durgy; https://soundcloud.com/danielsdurgy

Keyser West Virginia

Durge

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