Yummy vocals & great movement! Totally worth the sonic trip! ;)

Everyone as a special day in their lives if only once that they remember forever . This is mine and describes a normal day were everything was just perfect.THIS FRIDAY…….

This Friday ~ Conscience of Kings

Migratory Bird  (Τhe hope)

Out of the Box July 2022
"Set co-ordinates for Planet B... nymphets sighted!!"

Space Persuasion

Y-Funky Zombie Baby

Coup Fatale (Belial & Libby)

Coup Fatale (Belial Pelegrim & Libby Laksmi)

Rather than follow the traditional path for this classic Christmas song we decided to change the words just a bit so the story is quicker paced than usual and told in the present tense. The message is eternal and unchanging and we hope our acoustic folk version will express it as well as any other version has for generations. Wishing everyone a very joyful Christmas 2022! 

We also did a music video with Nat & performing this song: https://youtu.be/Qwd9lq5Wkeo

Written, Performed and Produced by: Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: acoustic guitar and vocals
Nat Daniels: keyboards, vocals and production
Copyright 2022 Daniels & Durgy * Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:  Noel (adapted from the traditional The First Noel)

On the first Noel 
Shepherds see a great star
That is guiding three wise men 
From countries afar.
And onto the earth 
Shines this glorious light
Over Bethlehem where the 
Newborn King lies

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Following the Holy light, 
To a stable they come
And there lies dear Jesus, 
God’s only son
Falling to their knees, 
With a gift they each bare 
Humbly looking upon the Lord’s 
Gift lying there

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Come farmers and statesmen, 
Come rich and come poor
Praise the gift of Christ Jesus, 
From our heavenly Lord.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel! 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! 
Born is the King of Israel!

Noel

My submission for the November 2022 Sim Selection monthly challenge of Benn Jordan's discord community.

No prompts, no keywords. Use the bass line played by Benn Jordan in any way you want.

Photo by Lerone Pieters on Unsplash

Night Train NYC

I experimented a bit with soft FM synths like my older NI FM8 and the Tone2 Nemesis and suddenly there was this 80's-like sound that Liliia Kysil lent her talented voice to. 

Music & Production: Tom Laukemper
Voice & Lyrics: Liliia Kysil

Lyrics:
I can 't hold on any longer, it's torture 
Without you 

Cause On a golden thrown 
Or deep in muddy grounds
 It always seems to come back around  
To you 

My heart and my soul are dancing in the dark  
You light them up with a single spark 
All I need is you

All my life I've been running around 
Trying to find a lover that wants to be found 
And it's you 

Look into my eyes and tell me why we cannot be 
I remember the day that you fell for me, I'm trapped in our history 

All my life I've been running around 
Trying to find that lover that wants to be found 
And it's you

All my life I've been running around 
Trying to find that lover that wants to be found 
And it's you

Look into my eyes and tell me why we cannot be 
I remember the day that you fell for me,
 I'm trapped in our history 

Cause On a golden thrown
 Or deep in muddy grounds
 It always seems to come back around  
Cause On a golden thrown 
Or deep in muddy grounds
 It always seems to come back around 

 My heart and my soul are dancing in the dark  
You light them up with a single spark 
All I need is you

I can 't hold on any longer, it's torture 
Without you

A 20221128 Tom Laukemper Music Release

"Been Looking For You"

Tom Laukemper &  Liliia Kysil - "Been Looking For You"

The empty hours of a lonely day

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

Somewhat minimalist (for me, at least). Intended to be put in a loop that lasts six days. Kidding. It meanders between house and rock beats, with an occasional splash of ambience.

Did I Scare You With My Ninja Moves?

Ambient and electronic music. Hardware, software, acoustic, and electric instruments. Dipping my toe in hardware modular synthesis. Might still work on a Bandcamp release. . .

Night Train NYC

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