Great vocal vibe and sweet guitars, lovely slow march, gently engaging and very charming!

I am once again honored to have guitarist Harry Jacobson join me on this dual guitar instrumental fusion track titled “CLOCK IS TICKING”.
What starts off as a repeating set of three cool sounding suspension chords accompanied by a simple repeating motif, quickly builds up and morphs in multiple layers of guitar-work by both myself and Harry.
I really enjoyed the many additional musical ideas that Harry brought forth, that helped propel this simple futuristic sounding concept to life.

CLOCK IS TICKING (Audric Jankauskas/Harry Jacobson-2023)

Music and lyrics: Jose Miguel Millán
Lyrics, Vocals, backing vocals and vocal production: Delhya
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Lyrics: 
My old notebook,my youth poems  Thinking no one was the same
 forgotten moldy in a chest
Never found lips to decline

My old canvases full of greys  No one else was able to paint
 Moldy forgotten unfortunate
 Never found eyes to contemplate

Suddenly  No more grey (just Pink)
I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came
 That day (What a day)
 I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you. 

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

 My footsteps in the sand,  a land that no one could step on 
erased by the ocean tide,
 no one could ever follow them

Suddenly No more grey (just Pink) I claim  It was A sunny day (summer day) You came  That day (What a day)
I saw  in your eyes
my legacy  was you.

(My) life has never been the same since the day you came
only see the sun shining through the rain since the day you came

Just look into the sand when the sea retires
where a path is laid indelible Like a guide 
A path for your steps to follow
If one fine day you decide to do so.

Legacy (with The Bird Inside)

This song describes a person who has spent his entire life in the same town, enjoying friends and all the comforts of familiar places and people. But as the years advance he becomes more fixated on the increasing number of friends that have passed on, leaving him to contemplate his approaching fate. He determines that he has to leave his home town to escape the unnerving confines and find renewed hope for his future.

All music and lyrics written and performed by Craig Durgy
Copyright 2024 Gentle Rain Records
(thanks to Brett Styles for the cover photo)

Lyrics:     So Long by Craig Durgy

There’s too many gravestones here for me to hang around
I see them grow from row to row
Like weeds up from the ground
They used to be all faceless, a place to calm me down
But the start of each new row 
Was the end of folks I know 
I’ve been too long saying so long in this town

There ain’t much to be said, that ain’t been said a lot before 
And nothing changes anything, it’s either less or more
Less familiar faces, more stones to gather for
If I stay here for too long, then
I will surely be among them
I’ve been too long saying so long in this town

The setting sun’s long shadows come, and slowly form a wall
And I can’t ignore the call to look away
If tomorrow ever comes again it comes again for me, 
It’s gotta be, where I can breathe, 
A brand new day, I cannot stay

If I head down to Allentown and find a fair-haired lass
And settle in till I begin to lose track of the past
We’ll go to malls and carnivals, we’ll ride the coaster fast
It has its ups and downs
But it always comes back round
I’ve been too long saying so long in this town
I’ve been too long saying so long to this town

So Long

Valley's Boy

I'm just a Valley's boy at the heart
Wind me up and I'll play my part
Son of a couple who couldn't get a start
Always loved the underdog
Never felt a part

The dirty shanty lives of the working class
The Rhondda Fawr and the Rhondda Fach
Washing the working souls down the fractured hills
Into the River Taff the Rhondda's running still

Sandstone pavements and rusted steel
Cold wet wind on my down at heel
Pick your future boy, forget your dreams
Mining our lives like those deep coal seams

Valley's Boy

Belonging

Illegal dumping has become a problem everywhere. Too much damn stuff. Contrary to the narrators lyrical viewpoint, this is actually a song about over consumption. 
From the album "Röckers" (2024)

Lyrics:
Dyer Road, Dyer Road
It's where you go to unload
All the stuff that you don't want to own
Out on Dyer Road
In the city's unincorporated zone
It's not the dump
It's the unknown
Out on Dyer, Dyer Road

You've got microwave ovens from 1983
A box spring mattress
A VHS of "The Goonies"
It's an area of ill repute
I swear I saw a chicken wire monkey suit
And that love seat that you bought
But, there was no love to be found
At Christmas, you we're so sad
It made you blue
Because for Christmas she gave you
Counterfeit Jordan shoes
Yeah, get it out there
Dispose of it
On Dyer Road

Dyer Road
You treat the earth like it's something on loan
On Dyer Road
We treat the earth like it's rent to own
Dyer Road

The sign says, "Illegal dumpers, they will be fined."
That's why I always go undercover of the nighttime
The County and the City say they can't agree of jurisdiction and enforcement
So I take my stuff out by the power lines
I found an unopened box of Spearmint Gum
I'm gonna resell it on Amazon
Up my income
I feel kind of dumb for buying all this stuff
Excuse me!
Excuse me!
I've got to dispose of this double kick drum
(Double, double, double kick drum)
Out on Dyer Road

Uh huh, on Dyer Road... (Elvis has left the building)

Dyer Road

See Me.

Nature Uses Everything

Silence

Prisoners At All

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Collaborations welcome.
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