As no stranger to either "mood disorder" nor insomnia, I find this to be knowing, affecting, and also comforting in its way.

... et toujours cette originalité dans les harmonies vocales et la grille d accords . Les percs arrivent pour amener un grain de folie . Oui ! C est ca!! Francois Cormier est fou !! Hahahha ! Bravo Francois . 

music like this makes me wanna have a radio station to share real art  the phrasing and cadences are so so captivating; sorry it kept you up so late

Great journey, your stuff is always so creative!

Another good’un man.  The flow you’re working with these lyrics is simply mind bending.  Then the keys and percussion round things out so that I think I know whats going on , but then you do more and I just give in and listen because its all i can do

I love sharp electronic sounds! Also, the flowing melody and percussion sound behind it is very nice. And my heart trembled in the last part. You are a very unique and wonderful artist! I was impressed.

oh, i love how those vocals sound/change here.   from the "left to blame" to the "i am trying"... thats so cool.  catches me every time it gets to this spot.

Vocal Copyright Nat Daniels 2022
Lyrics and Melodic Composition Copyright Andy Hall & Gary Brown
Produced by Andy Hall

I was thrilled when Andy and Gaz invited me along on this collaboration.  The Lyrics are beautifully written and sung by Gaz and lends itself to great story telling. It was lovely to join him and to bring my creative spirit in harmonisation to the table.  Andy wrote the beautiful melody and created the gorgeous Instrumental track (which has a hauntingly beautiful Guitar solo) and then brought it All to life with his incredible Production / Mixing skills, breathing life into the song,  and giving it a depth of sound to make it "sparkle". 

I urge you to check out these talented folks' individual page links below..
Ladies and Gents.. I give you the Conscience of Kings.   

Noobly :  https://soundcloud.com/noobly-1?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Gaz Brownie :  https://soundcloud.com/user-755327533?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Lyrics:
Our Devine intervention - Gary Brown and Andy Hall.

Standing on the bridge
Staring into the water
(I’ve kept you waiting
An hour and a quarter )
My Head tells me to leave
My hearts a little more naive
(We’ve had 27 days apart
To rekindle this flagging heart )

Chorus
Our Devine intervention
When we had each other’s attention
To were I love being yours
And you love being mine
Our Devine intervention
Needs to work for us this time

V2
Finally you arrive in your own chaotic style
(So my car went and broke down
And i walk the last 3 miles)
I get the big puppy eyes
And a cute little sorry sigh
(What lies beneath in this rivers deep
Are the same things in the
secrets we keep)

Chorus
Our Devine intervention
When we had each other’s attention
To were I love being yours
And you love being mine
Our Devine intervention
Needs to work for us this time

V3
(Let’s stand back to back
Walk in a different direction)
If we just keep right on walking
Then we have lost all affection
(If we both look back and then we stop
We won’t lose what we’ve got)
Well I stopped and looked back
(I kept walking down the path)

Chorus
Our Devine intervention
When we had each other’s attention
To we’re I loved being yours
And you loved being mine
Our Devine intervention
At least we know now this time

Divine Intervention - Nat Daniels & The Conscience of Kings

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Resistance (Free Download)

Artwork by Jim Hollan: https://www.jimholland-art.com/Resources/Two beach houses 13-24.jpg
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Some distortion, the mixer is a bit hard to get right.

Off Duty

Flint Banjo Club

What started as a handful of selfdescribed “banjo nuts” getting together to play after a rough winter in 1967 became a band with more than 50 members

The Flint Banjo Club, is considered one of the best banjo and old time music clubs in the United States. They established a tradition in holding their annual Banjorama, the FBCs primary fundraiser

The club was founded in April 1967 by six banjo enthusiasts from Flint Michigan back when American manufacturing was prosperous and thriving union jobs allowed for workers to retire with pensions, healthcare, and social stability 

“…no doubt as a result of cabin fever resulting from the preceding relentless winter,” wrote C.O. Johnson, one of the original six founders, who was is still strumming away with the ensemble in 2014

The FBC collected a number of awards. Members had diverse professional backgrounds and most were retired. The club performed across the country, in concert at prestigious halls including the Whiting, as well as hospitals, schools and senior homes. The club has raised more than $50,000 for community projects and in particular, scholarships administered by Mott Community College

Since 1974, the annual “Banjorama” featured a variety of banjo and non-banjo old time entertainment

Flint Banjo Club - The Happy Sounds Of The Flint Banjo Club album cover
Genre:	Folk, World, & Country	
Year:	1978
Track list:
-Alabama Jubilee And Waiting For The Robert E. Lee Medley
-Five Foot Two	
-Sweet Georgia Brown	
-Carolina In The Morning	
-Nobody's Sweetheart, Now	
-Bye Bye Blues	
-Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home	
-The World Is Waiting For The Sunrise	
-Whispering	
-The Pennsylvania Polka	
-A Shanty In Old Shanty Town	
-Battle Hymn Of The Republic	
-Coney Island Washboard	

In Davison town, gold was found,
A banjo club with a joyful sound,
With strings that twang and fingers that fly,
The Flint Banjo Club's tunes filled the sky

For over 50 years, they strummed and played,
Their passion for banjos never did fade,
From six enthusiasts, the club has grown,
To more than 50, a band of their own

Their Banjorama, a yearly delight,
A fundraiser held through the night,
With Picks and Sticks and Mel Collie too,
An evening of music, for me and you

With diverse members and awards galore,
The Flint Banjo Club has a history to adore,
They've raised funds and brought joy,
To many communities, girl and boy

So come one, come all, to Davison town,
And hear the music that won't let you down,
For in the Flint Banjo Club, there's gold to be found,
A treasure of sound, that will astound

https://youtu.be/lGN86Z6QEeU

https://youtu.be/MZ9xl4mdabQ

JTS

GOLD IN THEM HILLS

Gold In Them Hills

self examination

I am ME, and I am You-min. Anything else within these two lines is simply... All Good. 

Making up boxes, no matter how one frames it, is just prop-a-gating the same ole' divisive cracks under a fresh coat of bad faith-paint. So stop marking up tribal bounds, and instead, let's all BOND within the only Spectrum that should really matter: this gorgeous You-n-I-verse that we all share.

****************************************************  
LYRICS

How do you grope about
with eyes popped wide when there's no view 
of what stretches behind the salt suss-pression of 
your sticky-sweater skin?

Do fingers ball up, full exploratory-like
Flail away in fistfuls
Fuzzy flurry of Punch & Ply
Do digits dance delicate 'twixt the dunes
to dowse what fiery diary swells within?

***

Why do we trope around
Big Lies plopped down wide open, peer-review
a spectrum skew molded by-the-bi trap within?

Genitalia vibrant stroke impressions
Hexadex or Binary, veiled hue expression
'Box be box' in spite of facets or dimension --
it still walls us in...

***

What makes a fellah-fellah
...stakes a sistah-sistah
...slakes a mallow-yellow
...wakes a mistah
Whoda howda whyda focus on special 
kindsa tribal lines and gloves?

What fakes a feelah-feelah
...cakes a mistah-sistah
...shakes a twistah-listah
...breaks a blistah
why wouldn't ya want an all-encompassing 
kinda it's-all-good full life to love?

***

Why do the hokey-pocus
...lose the larger focus
...choose the lie that chokes us
...rue the roost with spose-dahs?

You R you N you Are you-min
time to toss the tribes
and share one

LOVE

****************************************************

Gro(w)ping Thru The F(l)og

Lyrics:
This crawl space is a little tight,
As everything surrounds me at night.
It isn't right the way I'm packed away, not on ice.
I try to be real quiet,
but I guess I woke the giant,
I couldn't help it.
And now the sky is angry with me.
I don't see,
it's far too dark for sight.
Crawling isn't for me,
I'd much rather fly away.
I try to be on time.
I lost track of myself somewhere,
I could not help it.
And everyone seems to be gone.
Just in case you didn't hear, me.
I'll try to be ever more clear.
Can't see my face but I'm down here.
Heavily insulated crawl space,
what will I do?
Some day I will find my way.

Crawl Space

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

When I shall enter the last room

Music & Mixing: Zpeters and James Toburen

Moon Base Bass

Moon Base Bass (w/ Zpeters)

The path from breakdown back to balance is long and hard, with many a back-breaking night staring into ceiling and countless days self-incarcerated via the tangle of bedsheets. 

But don't give up, because you CAN reach your destination, no matter how scary the road.

****************************************************

LYRICS
Just Go -- 
Walk my troubles astray
Please mask the strain
Find myself new ways to pass the day
Life 'Lix, a stone for all-chemical brain

How can hours be so hard to while away
When you feel the drag, this constant drain

Lately 
I 
Seem 
More ebb than flow, 
The swell inflames The pain 
The pain too easy stains
The will and why not while away 
Stay in Bed, 
Why not just stay in Bed, 
Why not just stay in Bed, 
Why not just stay in Bed, and sleep away

***

Another night, mind eye wide agape
Don't know what was sleep, 
What was food for thought, 
What part was pray
Can't be sure my moral gray
still points where self-care books escape
If the wicked weren't meant to rest, 
Then what cards are left to play?

I am trying so goddamn hard this time
I won't let myself give up, drop out, fall down... slip away

Hard Day-Life's Journey, Nuit Blanche

Worst poet wanna-being worster singsong-person. 

Lost to learning. Living the attempt.

Hard Day-Life's Journey, Nuit Blanche

Francois Cormier

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