I was thinking the same title, where did that came from. you did brilliant. man I love your delivery. loving it

I love this. Everything about it. The minutiae of everyday life that has meaning. Great lyrics and combined with that delivery, this is a knockout

So fine! Smooth delivery and great lyrics. The little details in the lyrics really bring the listener into your world. Very enjoyable:)

Mark Duffield: voice, lyrics, vocal melody and harmony https://soundcloud.com/markduffieldcollaboration

Jonathan Beckenstein: initial music, instruments, mix

Mark has also created an engaging video: youtu.be/85vI0Ot80Sw

He’s a sweet street sweeper
He’s got a thing for a fairground ride
On the bull or on the bumper
He’s the best there ever to ride

(x4) He’s a sweet street sweeper

Bugger you! You were not there
You didn’t see it
You were not there
Bugger you! You were not there
You didn’t see what happened
You weren’t there

Sweet street
Sweet street sweeper

(x2) Oh, no!
Pick it up
Throw it out
Pick it up again

(x2) Yes, he’s beautiful
& there’s nothing you can say that can take that away.

(x2) Ooh, I’ll take that away
Nothing can take that

Sweet Street Sweeper (with Mark Duffield)

I'm walking  down to McDonalds
And that's all I'm going to do today
I guess that I'm not moving on
From our moving on
The poet he dies of a thousand paper cuts every day
So I'll say
It's been a pleasure to be with you
In this space and time
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when your doorbell it doesn't chime
It's me

I went to the hypnotist
To try to make some kind of sense of this
He snaps his fingers
He goes 1,2,3
I let that hippy girl read my tea leaves
I don't want to, but I have to believe
And when your telephone doesn't chime
And when you feel that California sunshine
It's me

This poet, he see a little less beauty every day
I walk past the coffee shop
Past the Stop N' Shop
Past the parking lot
With that Polish Bar, where we used to go
When your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you're craving Gin & Grenadine 
It's me

It's been a pleasure 
To have someone like you in my life
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you find out who was to blame for everything
It's me

When Your Phone Doesn't Ring (It's Me)

A true story ( i swear!)
Lyrics:
Sitting outside, after work
In the 90s
I've got Pearl Jam on the Discman
And a Perry Farrell grandmother hat 
And then a car pulls up
And the window goes down
It's Morgan Fairchild, the actress
I swear I'm not making this up
She had been in the store where I worked
Earlier that day
She'd left her wallet behind
i set it aside
And I called her up
And now she wants to take me on a 
Black limousine Hollywood ride
A black limousine Hollywood ride

A black limousine Hollywood ride
A black limousine
We'll go real slow
So everyone  can see
Black limousine 

I politely declined
And then I went home and got drunk
And throw up

Seriously, what was with Perry Farrell and those hats he wore in the 90s with the jewels and dangles. 

Morgan Fairchild

Something to relax to or maybe cook to, your choice. Enjoy my friends.

Written, performed and recorded by Greg Hurley

Relax

Dear friends,
to the people of Afganistan!
This song might be a fiction, but is it from real life......??
You get so very sad when you see pictures of faces filled with fear, confusion and sadness!

Confused

I recently heard about
some folks who confused are
They don’t know what to do these days
should they stay in their home, or can they go out
and what clothes can they wear, maybe not what they have
and the shops in their towns are closed down

I heard that the girls and their moms
must change their lifes from now
they are also afraid of the guys
who are patrolling the streets all the days and nights
can the girls see their friends and can they go to their schools
that is a big question that they have

Their country is ruled by pious men
at least it is what these men say
and the future will show if they are right
and the world wish You luck - we will think of You
that You all will be safe and be treated with respect
and that You folks will have a pleasent life

 Approximate translation into Swedish
Förvirrad
Jag hörde nyligen om
några som är förvirrade
De vet inte vad de ska göra nuförtiden
ska de stanna i sitt hem, eller kan de gå ut
och vilka kläder kan de ha på sig, kanske inte vad de har
och butikerna i deras städer stängs

Jag hörde att tjejerna och deras mammor
måste ändra sitt liv från och med nu
de är också rädda för killarna
som patrullerar på gatorna alla dagar och nätter
kan tjejerna se sina vänner och kan de gå till deras skolor
det är en stor fråga som de har

Deras land styrs av fromma män
åtminstone är det vad dessa män säger
och framtiden får visa om de har rätt
och världen önskar dig lycka till - vi kommer att tänka på dig
att ni alla kommer att vara trygga och behandlas med respekt
och att ni får ett trevligt liv

Confused

https://soundcloud.com/imre-lodbrog/sets/arctic-imre

SLEDGIN' 5 (Instrumental)

Musik: DaFlash
Text & Gesangsmelodie: Gabriel
(wenig)zusätzliches Keyboard: Gabriel
DaFlash auf Soundcloud: @user-494125290
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
OF THE LYRICS CAN BE FOUND HERE:
http://www.gabriel.land/gabriel-mondmaedchen.htm

Mondmädchen

Was lovely to write a song at my acoustic piano again.  Huge thanks to my lovely and talented Sander for mixing and mastering. 😊🎶❤️🎹🎤🎼🎵🎧❤️

SAFETY NET (acoustic piano and vocals)

I always love it when my good friend and bandmate Pat Howell sends me his latest mandolin musing, this time with his Octave.  His musing becomes my "muse" and the ideas start to flow, this time using two mandolins and two guitars.  Just in time for Fall, and maybe my favorite season, a refreshing breeze from the Texas Highlands.  Hear more fine music on Pat's Cloud @patrick-howell-786748109

Texas Highlands (Pat Howell; Mandolins, David Dunham; Guitars)

On A Dull Day

I found myself scribbling furiously in my little spotty book.  

Messed about with a couple of simple chords and picking patterns and thought I'd grab a quick one-track take to see if it all hung together.

I was quite chuffed - it seemed to fit - got all the way through on one live take too, albeit with plenty of clangers, twangs, tangled fingers, buzzing strings and missed chord changes.  That's pretty darned good going for me.

Every subsequent attempt to improve was, of course, rubbish. 

So here you have before you my flash/bang song writing and recording effort in the raw - no edits no eq.  If it was beer or bread, then over here it would be labelled "artisan" and would command a price premium.

That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Enjoy.  :)

The End of Time

Not far now, for us to go.
Down our evolutionary road.
Lights flickering out, truth be told.
Not far now, for us to go.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.
Following the neon signs ahead.
Grip my hand for comfort, ancient friend.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.
	
Gauge our progress on the ground.
Bible parables everywhere are found.
Pestilence, poverty, injustice all abound.
Gauge our progress on the ground.
No archangels lead our cause.
The thieves that rape the game steal ever more.
With their plague of fixers, liars, cheats and whores,
No archangels lead our cause.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Can’t defer the descent into night.
Close our eyes, imagining the light.
Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Nowhere now, for us to go.
They’re digging up our evolutionary road.
Lights have flickered out, it’s turning cold.
Nowhere now, for us to go.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

When our universe collapses back to elementary birth
When truth, faith, hope and charity intertwine
To fuse a light too bright for any darkness on this earth
I’ll be smiling there to greet the end of time.

Photo by Usukhbayar Gankhuyag on Unsplash

The End of Time

Thanks you so much for listening!

I try to write with rich lyrical details and self-deprecating humor about the human condition. Plus, that unique Shade Structure sound!  It sounds best with headphones. Thanks for any comments, reposts or likes.

Discography: Available under Album tag on my Soundcloud main page. Free Downloads/ Always Free
* The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost (2024)
* Low Profile (2024)
* Smilers (EP 2023)
•Short Songs For Tall Minds"  (2022)
•Friends, They're Gonna Get Your Story Wrong (2021)
•A Suburban Dadaist With Some Store Bought Beats (2021)
•All Feel and No Technique (2020)
•This Is How I Spend My Nights (2019)
•California Songs (2018-2019)
All sounds contained within are home-made/DIY recordings. Most songs are short stories, as I am influenced by Musicians & Writers like Raymond Carver, Warren Zevon, Mountain Goats, Tom Waits, Mark Eitzel,  Randy Newman, Destroyer, Steely Dan, Captain Beefheart, Loudon Wainwright III, Leonard Cohen & The National. Most songs have the lyrics on the song page. Thank you for listening!

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