Lazy Plane

Desolation Blue

Written, Arranged, and Recorded by Amy O’Bryan
David O’Bryan on Harmonica

You’re like a fire that shines through the trees, when the westward sun is sweetly setting.  

And you’re the last pink light of the day before Saturday slips away. 

I’m dreaming, dreaming outloud now.  Dreaming I will see you again.  

Every day is beautiful, a beautiful day if I can see your face.  And I know your face, anyplace, even if I can’t see your eyes.  

I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming outloud now.  Dreaming I will see you again.  

You’re the last pink light of the day before Saturday slips away.

Dreaming Outloud

'Never Say Never To Never' is a Jazz Fusion track.

Bring It To The Table

Never Say Never To Never

A folkie take on Del Amitri’s “Tell Her This” written by Justin Currie & Iain Harvie. I wasn’t aware of this Scottish band during their initial popularity but even their pop hits have some impressive writing behind them and I came to really admire this globally successful band. This song especially touched me with its insightful words which I’ve taken here and done in stripped down folk fashion.
Cover art is a painting by my friend, Mark Omasta circa 1987.

Tell Her This (cover)

My good friend, mandolinist bandmate, and SC collaborator Pat Howell started building a guitar from a mail-order kit some thirty years ago, got pretty far along on it, then had a local luthier do the finishing work.  It is the guitar pictured and is a masterpiece of craftsmanship and sound.   Being thoroughly smitten by all things mandolin, the guitar hasn't been played much, and he paid me the highest complement by asking me to record the guitar so he can hear what it sounds like as a listener.  I readily agreed mostly because it was a chance to play the guitar again:)  As I was improvising into the Zoom, this little nugget showed up and thought you all might like to hear it too:) I did some editing for musical flow and added some reverb, but nothing else was done to alter the tone of the guitar.  It is a special song for my friend.

For My Friend--Part 1

Ever wish you were somewhere else.  I know I'am not the only one who, at times,has to sit and listen while be chewed on.  Let your mind take you away.  John Prine- Nashville Songwriter Hall of Fame.  He won his first Grammy in 1991 and at age 70 he was named Artist of the Year by the Americana Music Association.  His songs have been recorded by the likes of Johnny Cash, Bettte Midler, Bonnie Raitt, George Strait and many others.  His new album , The Tree of Forgiveness is receiving so much acclaim.  Love this man

The Other Side Of Town( Cover-- John Prine)

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FLIGHT OF THE AMYGDALA
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 - Little towns
 - I was looking in the east...
 - I can enter almost anywhere.
 - Like a hangar near a frozen river....

I walk through memory
Safe in the light
Dead in the night
It’s calling me back
Like a dream that I fight

My amygdala don’t know what it means
Same thing again and again
Repeats like a scratch that you see
On the record a skip of insanity

"Bonjour monsieur" are the words that I heard
Over my head and under my nose
A bull's eye on the chin
Sands along the river erode
Will the same peak explode ?
We will just never ever, ever know

Can’t go back now, its too low
Sinking under subconscious   
In this unknown place that I flow.

 - Along the way, we fell upon a wooden bridge.

Huddled down by a river bed,
Across a wooden bridge I am led.
It's not safe here, better go ahead,
Gotta' find a place to lay my head ...

 - Just a hole in the ground

The ether and its odor
Can't separate one from the other
Smell the flowers, rake the leaves
Weave the forest through the trees
A tautology within
Makes an argument for our sins

Like the gypsies and their grift
Vlad the Impaler sleeps in his crypt
Can’t shake the notion
Just a drop in the ocean

Undertow drawing me to create
A  place in my head
Where the passage of time seems to abate

Challenged each day to feel - 
I can’t go back,
But I know that I will

Tell you what,  
I’ll make you a deal.
(What's real ?)
But I just don't know what is real
(What's real ?)

 - Old buildings, salt pavement

I venture into a cave of salt,
Slate flat walls in an ice cold vault 
I bend a knee to taste the ground
Echo of footsteps the only sound
  
A lone white church, stands afar.
I am drawn towards its grand bazaar.
A painting here, a sculpture there,
a muse approaches, jewels in her hair.

Then I pass a burning shed
Catch the falling ashes on my head
Nice to be beside its warming glow
My boots are soaking in the melting snow.

 - The Romanian woman has been there.
 - I know, it could be a sign of madness...
 - There are many places I still have to find.
 - Same buildings... same mountains, same rivers... 
 - E sogni d'oro

Flight of the Amygdala

Flight of the Amygdala - Nabucco Dinosaur

image picture : by えるちき さん
ラフマニノフのVocalise。ピアノ教室の先生と、その教室に通っていた友人が演奏しました。それを編集した音源です。私は編集しただけ、、そりゃそうですよ（^^;
Players : a teacher in piano school and my friend who goes to the school. 
This is edited sound track. I just edited it. That's right.

Rachmaninoff __short cover (take2)__ ラフマニノフ

Copyright Nat Daniels 2020
Gentle Rain Records

How quickly we go from childhood friends to adults in a moment..  the sun burnt up on the ocean, and we awoke to a new understanding..   
I'll always see you there..   Whenever I play.. Elvis Costello.   

Mastered and Mixed by Junkheap  -  My Profound thanks to you Dave xx  You're amazing!
Written by Nat Daniels, and Performed by Nat Daniels & Junkheap
Piano, Vocals and Guitar: Nat Daniels
Bass, Percussion, Backing vocals and Synths: Dave T
Lyrics:

Late one night you came to my door without warning.
You just kissed me without even saying a word.
The dust from the desert still clung to the flag on your uniform. 
We had only a moment, before you’d return in the dawn.

Looking down, you hated to leave...
Then you said please wait for me.

I recall nights listening to Elvis Costello.
Every slow breath you took a sleep in my arms,
Every sunset we saw burn up on the ocean, 
And I am still, I’m still there with you, 
Whenever I play Elvis Costello...

Young love always have great expectations.
But I guess we couldn’t survive though we tried.
Like a car changing lanes, our lives did the same in so many ways.
But the memory of you stays a page in the life I will write.

We moved on, but you still remain,
In a time we won’t have again.

I recall nights listening to Elvis Costello.
Every slow breath you took a sleep in my arms.
Every sunset we saw burn up on the ocean,
And I am still, I’m still there with you, 
Whenever I play Elvis Costello. 
Oh whenever I play ….  Elvis Costello.

Whenever I play Elvis Costello

Whenever I Play Elvis Costello ft. Junkheap

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Prima ci si chiamava Fottuto Bianco. Poi è uscito Fla e abbiamo cambiato nome. Nabucco Dinosaur era un nome che mi girava in testa ormai da una decina di anni. Paul è un'artista di Seattle che adesso vive a Parigi e produce vari tipi di opere d'arte, canta e suona la chitarra. Kyle vive a Seattle ed è un dirigente d'azienda con una bella famiglia e uno spiccato senso dell'humor, canta, suona la chitarra, il basso e anche, volendo, la batteria. Io sono Italiano e non canto, se non sotto tortura! 😃

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