Are you familiar with the term gaslighting? It's from an old movie. That seems about right. Cool track!

Man what a crazy atmosphere you have invoked with this - fits the theme perfectly

the focus you help bring to approaching mental health issues is by far the most entertaining approach I could imagine. These guitars are just insanely great Jason. Love you guys. This is so killer.

deep in the wood - impro-set live (r.s.stropharia + pantoclast + dac insomniac) 14.05.2019

Welcome to Act 2. In the 5th scene we see Peg realize that she will leave the hospital, but she will have to go back to living under the same roof of her abusive husband who has shown to only be focused on one thing..... Getting Peggy to lose her mind.

How would you make an exit out of this nightmare if you were in Peggy's shoes. Time will tell if Peggy is able to escape her bad dream of a life.

So many suffer in silence. Reach out no matter your situation. Much ♡ from The Fly Catz 🪰🐈s


This music was created by

 Hurtful Junez Songwriter (Insrumental original idea) Dr vocal and spoken words, Bass, Drums, Mix and Master

https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/qwQ2m

Fly Nightmares Lead and Rhythm Guitar 
https://flynightmares.bandcamp.com/

And

Miss Bestie Life - Songwriter lyrics and Vocalist (Peggy, crazy voices, husband, Hospital Nurse, Bestie Roomate)

https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/af9oN


Right Where I Want Her

Coup Fatale (Belial & Libby)

Coup Fatale (Belial Pelegrim & Libby Laksmi)

Rhythms From The Print Shop

This is a song that started with Ian (IPG1 aka Lou) and his amazing vocal stem, of which I really identify with the lyrics. He has a plethora of vocal stems, so if you're interested in making a hip hop song, you did hit him up. He shared this psychiatrist l particular one with Tez (Llanpsych), who put a beat and guitar on it. Tez then sent it to me, and I added the bass and the synth. Then Tez put the solo part in there along with the effects. he mixed and produced it, and an excellent job he always does, too. This is my first foray into making hip hop, though I've listened to plenty. Hopefully there will be more to come.

Purple Microdot (with IPG1 aka Lou, and Llanpsych)

Post Classic improvisation

Kaze means Win
Machi means City (in Japanese)

Enjoy!!

Kaze no machi:WIndy City   -Sora and BP improvisation

Off the Rails (Kaerian and Laar / Muterial Open Collab)

A collaboration between 
Kaerian @https://soundcloud.com/kaerian-1
Laar @soundcloud.com/user-325797522
Muterial @soundcloud.com/muterial and his open collab: Muterial – Off-the-rails

Vocals and Lyrics: Kaerian @https://soundcloud.com/kaerian-1

Music: Laar @soundcloud.com/user-325797522 
Recorded with Squire Jaguar, Squire CV 70s Jazz Bass and Fruity Loops. Drum patterns are taken from FL FPC plugin

other "Off the rails" collabs here -> soundcloud.com/muterial/sets/off-the-rails-collaborations

Off the rails
get off the rails
you'll find much different beauty, you'll see
don't be afraid to be alone
don't be afraid to go on your own
believe me you don't need your phone
no, you need to get lost
and to get out of the frost
can you imagine a second
the world differently
can you take a decision
without someone to agree
look differently
try sometimes differently
can you be brave enough
to stand up by yourself
can you be coureagous enough
to choose for yourself
despite what may happen
follow the flowers
follow the smell
that attracts you
whatever happen
remember
you are the one
you are alone

Off the Rails (Kaerian and Laar / Muterial Open Collab)

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

Nowhere Bound

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

Here's another in the series of semi-live recordings with Nat Daniels. Nat took an ancient recording I did back in the 80's and salvaged it, embellished it into something that gave me a really pleasant surprise. The song delivers a simple message about overlooking the most important aspects of our time in this life, often too willing to fall into step with what everyone else seems to be doing. Don't lose sight of the true relationships, the true friends and the simple, real connections. My thanks to Nat for her usual abilities to transform anything into a special experience.

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

Music & Lyrics by Craig Durgy

You count your blessings, you count your years
And the day’s long gone
You start undressing as another day nears
And your mind turns on
All of a sudden as the light’s dying down
You see what you could not
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

You’re working steady, you’re on the go
And the week’s long gone
The feeling’s petty but it’s all that you know
And you can’t slow down
All of a sudden as you’re driving home 
You look at the home that you’ve got
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

The radio plays and a sentiment stays
There’s a face that you’ve looked at for years
You idle in lines of idling minds
That unwind in their own rear view mirrors
The face is one, and then another
And it hurts as each one disappears

You’ve got a husband, you’ve got a wife
You’ve got a lover and the best things in life
You heard a story, you made it stick
No need to worry cause you laid it thick

Then in a moment, it’s happened before
The eyes in the mirror look away
They turn to someone you loved so much more
And you know what they’re trying to say
Ignore the moments and just earn your pay
Then you’re dead and you’re starting to rot
Love took a little but love took a little a lot

Love Took A Little A Lot

The Fly Catz created this music for our mental health and yours.


If you want to listen from the beginning, here's the link :) 

Listen to So Far So Good, a playlist by Junez Repost on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/3gTST

 Here is a short of a bit of Help Me and some lyrics 

https://youtube.com/shorts/7HcZ_rfGgSw?feature=share


We ask that if you or anyone you know are in a crisis that you seek help. There is help for everyone in some form or another.

here is a free text crisis  line
https://www.crisistextline.org/

Lifeline by dialing 988, this dialing code will be available to everyone across the United States

https://988lifeline.org/

here is another resource offered in Canada for those in crisis for 24/7 mental health support

https://www.canada.ca/en/public-health/services/mental-health-services/mental-health-get-help.html


Thank you all for supporting this music we were creating. Know that many struggle with their mental health and no one should suffer in silence. Reach out if you ever need support. 

Love and Respect from The Fly Catz 🪰🐈z


This music was created by Hurtful Junez 

https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/qwQ2m


Fly Nightmares 
https://youtube.com/@flynightmares8405

And


Miss Bestie Life

https://soundcloud.com/miss-bestie-471751350

Right Where I Want Her

The Fly Catz

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