Indeed it can feel that way sometimes - over the years I have learned to try and stretch the times when you're on a high as long as possible. Being sad is easy...being happy requires dedication and work. Beautiful song Durg.

Very well written song, and moving for me, moving and comforting. And it is interesting; both how an original demo can often not be beat for expressiveness, and also how a skilled producer like Nat can work with an original "lo-fi" recording (but only when the song and performance is this good!)

Hello… thanks for dropping by. This song is a loud, electric-slide song. It has overdriven slide, some homemade (learning how to:no drum kit) percussion, a vocal harmony and gravely vocals. I am happy I am able to do this at all, at 68 years of age… especially singing, which greatly wanes with age. (I really just started to sing within the last decade or so.) Traveling On… may be seen as a metaphor, or not, it doesn’t really matter. It might signify personal change or a movement toward and/or away from something. There is a hint of recognition, insofar as the unwavering essence of who we are… There is a suggestion of working toward peace. Again, this could be seen as metaphorical, in a sense of personal introspection. What do we espouse, condone and accept in this life for ourselves and society? Do you want to ‘Travel On’? Thanks for hanging out, Mark

Traveling On

X-Where is Postman?

This is a song which describes the inner child in all of us including those things in our experiences which form our individuality. It also explores the concept of "Child" in its miriad of meaning possibilities. It refers strongly to the saying 'The child is father/mother of the Man/woman.'
lyric
You say children playing in the park in the morning
Make sounds that nature sings
Smiles that sang with the chorus-dawn-birds
Are all of heavens things
Child of mine, our babies’ times are precious chimes
Child of mine
Child of mine 
Life’s long line
Time holds mine
You say you saw but that don’t seem to be a kind of crime
With noise down memories hall
To each one-side of you
I talk to me 
Then talk to you
And then ,the cries , that answer calls
 Child of mine 
Our bodies fly to past -post-times
Child of mine
Child of mine 
Life’s long line
Time holds mine
Guitar break…..
Child of mine
Child of mine 
Life’s long line
Time holds mine
You say children playing in the park, in the mourning in the morning,
Make sounds of nature’s song.
Smiles that sang with silence-seen in silent dream and silent-in-the-word 
Which ‘maked’ our children strong
Child of mine our bodies crimes
Are babies lies.
Child of mine (repeat)

Child

Cast of characters:
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Taylor T5z acoustic guitar, Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo, Eastwood MandoCaster mix, mastering, production, and composition
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass, played with a plectrum 
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – harmonica, jaw harp, timpani, hambone percussion, and production editing     
This song began with Stephen, who recorded it on his acoustic guitar and bass to a programmed drum track a few months ago. We were all thrilled to work on it, even though it sat in BandLab as a project for almost a month before Stephen separated the tracks, thus allowing us to trickle in our parts. JJ was first to jump on it, because he could before the tracks were separated, as his part is completely his idea. He added the organ that really set up the entire sound of both dominant sections of the song. 
  Ken was first up to the project once the tracks were replaceable, making the wild, driving beat his own. Inspired by both JPJ and Michael Ivins, Josh laid down his bass line, trying to match Ken's energy. Last, but not least, Mark jumped in with the rumbling timpani. He also added the flavorful harmonica, and unique jaw harp you hear throughout, as well. Finally, Stephen also got the idea to add the hambone percussion at the very end of the song, which we all consider a treat, and after showing us how it's done, Mark volunteered his percussion skills to give it a go. Stephen wasn't done, though, and still had some magic to sprinkle. He went in and added the howling electric guitar you hear prominently in the second main section. Also, he added the tempting intro with his acoustic guitar and electric mandolin. 
  Once it was in the bag, we thought it appropriate for our master mixer Stephen to put it to bed, which he did in his always expert manner.
  This is a gift from Stephen to all of us, and you, too. It took a lot of teamwork to make the dream work, as always for Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.


Country Ham (Eclectic Collective)

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A little Christian Grey 

Noobly and myself constantly write and record and have a vast unreleased back catalogue of songs . This particular song was only finished a few weeks ago and so we have decided to release it as we loved it.
A little Christian Grey a song about you can fear the fear but just do it anyway and you may even like it!
Different things for different situations you can use your own imagination for this one.
Conscience Of Kings gives you ….. 

A Little Christian Grey 

V1
If only my emotions were that easy to turn on and off with you
I will always leave a space in my diary just  for me and you

Bridge
Fear the fear and do it anyway 
Doesn’t matter if it goes a little Christian Grey 

Chorus 
Don’t stop I like it
Your getting inside my head 
Don’t stop I like  when sharing your bed
Don’t stop I like it
I prefer this instead 
Don’t stop x3 I like it x2

Bridge
Fear the fear and do it anyway 
Doesn’t matter if it goes a little Christian Grey 

Quite Chorus

Music fade out ….

A Little Christian Grey - Conscience Of Kings

Art and Miles
By David Husted

Vs
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Far more grace than we can see
often so deceived
To give, to give to give away
And find where tender lays

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Ch
We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

Pre Vs
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Vs
Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Outro
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Art and Miles

Verse1
Everything sparkles around,
And surprises everyone.
Hot nights all around in bright neon lights,
Cool, fancy cars just flying by,
Bad girls beckon passersby.
The casino's calling — come in for the night.

But I was brought here by fate,
To increase my wealth and state.
Drenched in smells of perfume, whiskey, and grass...
But now I'm lost,
My way back is crossed.
I fear this isn't the path I chose.
Here you can end up with no money or clothes

Bridge:
Temptations just in the air
Every glance a daring dare
The city's pulse beats with desire
Fueling hearts that plays with fire

Verse 2
Velvet ropes and private rooms,
Danger hides behind perfumes.
Whispers, laughter drift out there through the haze,
Silver chips fall down like the rain,
Cold hearts get broken for the gain
And no one here has seen the sunlight in days.

I was in search of a sweet dream
Now I’m stuck in a loop, And it no more seems 
Where the nights are long and the rules don't apply.
The thrill won't last,
It burns out fast.
You blink — and it all flies by.
You're just a shadow under this neon sky.

Bridge:
Only when night falls does life begin here.
Money and alcohol come into play — and I hear:
Chorus:
Welcome, all — everyone to our Sin City!
Visit all — every corner of Sin City!
You can win the jackpot, Then spend it with pleasure.
But I'm lost here, I'm wasting 
My time without measure.

The dice are rolling, stakes are high,
Another chance to live or die.
The city's lights blur truth and all of the lies,
Temptation's grip, a sweet disguise.
I chase the thrill, ignore the cost,
But in this game, I'm always lost, 
Where truth dies.

The drinks are strong, the nights don't end,
You trust no foe, you trust no friend.
The smiles are fake, the glitz is just some showy guise
They toast your fall with gleaming eyes
You’re sold a fleeting paradise.
But all that glitters masks the lies —
Where truth dies.

Bridge:
Temptations just in the air
Every glance a daring dare
Money and alcohol come into play — and I hear:

Chorus:
Welcome, all — everyone to our Sin City!
Visit all — every corner of Sin City!
Fortunes made and sudden lost in Sin City 
Chasing dreams I got trapped, 
I got lost in Sin City.

Sin City

Dinner for two

Just a simple song to try to reassure someone that was feeling like the world's weight was on their shoulders. Originally recorded live as a rough video on my i-phone, I later added a harmony track. 
2018 Update: With the help of my dear friend and musical cohort Nat Daniels added!

Craig Durgy: guitar & vocals
Nat Daniels: piano, bass & production

Music & lyrics by Craig Durgy

You’re getting caught in a yo-yo
You start so high and go so low
And here I am just standby-in’
Watching smiles turn to cryin’
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

How did it get so relentless
Up or down you’re defenseless
Some days life’s a romancer 
But mostly love’s not the answer
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

Oh, what is the matter, what made things shatter
You had the whole wide world on a string
What can I tell you, why can’t I help you
Feel the joy that every new day will bring, on a string (on a string)

This whole big world is a yo-yo 
Spinning ‘round going loco
Too many great expectations 
It just won’t wait and there’s so little patience
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

I’m getting caught in this yo-yo
I won’t just watch you go solo
Up or down, you know I’ll stay 
And love will lead to a brighter day
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

Oh, what is the matter, why can’t I flatter
You with love, because you blow me away
What can I tell you, this private hell you’ve
Been imprisoned in every day, on a string (on a string)

Repeat last verse

On A String

Pensive

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

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