Name: Before my eyes by Jess Johnson in Daily Drops
Duration: 2 min 12 s
Description: they say cleanliness is next to Godliness but I no longer see God, this world's a mess...

Nice vocal production - kind of a Cary Brothers vibe

Daily Drops

喜び

Imagine  ( Cover, )

Lonely Road.lead vocal.Frank Scimia

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, lyre, vocals
Ron Thomas: Autoharps, Drums

Production notes:
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Very early on we wanted to use autoharps on this song to create a sort of swirling backdrop, reminiscent of the harps in Indian/Bollywood soundtrack songs of the seventies.

Right away there were challenges because the song is in B flat and is not wholly diatonic to begin with, utilizing a chord built on the augmented lydian scale in the choruses. So rather than transpose the song to a more amenable key (since the chromatic bits weren't going to work no matter what key we used) we instead re-tuned the autoharp. Moving through the strings one by one we tuned them either up or down a half step where applicable to bring them into key. Where the augmented chord hit in the choruses, we excluded those notes so that the autoharp was filling the diatonic parts of the chords and omitting the accidentals. It took us several tries to get it right. In the end we arrived at a chord progression that could be strummed on the autoharp and the modified chords could be played with existing dampers.

We also tuned the lyre so that the top half of the strings included the chromatic augmented notes while the lower register of the lyre was tuned using the diatonic, so the lyre could play the melody all the way through both parts of the song.

The inspiration for this song was essentially fourfold:
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First, H.P. Lovecraft's terrifying necromancer Joseph Curwen (from "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward") who masked his true identity in order to thwart suspicion from his fellow townsfolk. He has many secrets lurking in his underground catacombs where he performs acts of necromancy most foul, extracting the "salts" of the dead in order to raise them at will and learn the secrets of ancient eldritch deities.

Second, a poem by Rudyard Kipling titled "En-Dor" which was a warning against the rise of spiritualism and the cost of communion with the dead in the early 20th century.

Third, the biblical Saul who traveled in disguise to visit a witch at the city of Endor in order to summon Samuel from the dead and garner advice on defeating the Philistines, but who only prophesies doom for Saul. Saul dies later the next day in the battle of Gilboa.

Lastly, the story of Odysseus communing with the underworld where he enlists the help of Tiresias to have a chat with the dead and secure for himself a safe journey home.

They all seek communion with the dead for one purpose: to gain knowledge which only those who have crossed over between realms might possess. 

Lyrics:
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A mask may reveal what it’s meant to conceal
From those who are standing beside us
Armor of pride, so we learn to abide
By the monsters which hide deep inside us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us
Oh, how they scratch and they bite us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us

Only to know what the professor knows

Eating black bread, wearing clothes of the dead
The soil soaked in honey around us
For fear if we failed, leave the ogre unveiled
And it’s back in the grave where they found us
Back in the grave where they found us
Freed from the ties which had bound us
Back in the grave where they found us

Only to know what the professor knows

In the catacomb vaults, we extracted the salts
From cadavers to lengthen our youth
Chanting the names at the edge of the flames
And a mirror to show us the truth
A mirror which speaks only truth
See how it seeks not to soothe
A mirror which speaks only truth

Only to know what the professor knows

In the underworld maze, in the night of no days
Concocting the plan we’re devising
Much to endure on the road to En-Dor
And to snatch from Elohim arising
To snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Professor

Greg Hurley: Composition / Arrangement, Lyrics, Vocals, Slide guitar, Guitar, Keys, Bass and Drum programming, mix and mastering.
If you have the time.... Please repost!

**"Gold Boulevard"**

In the city of razor tongues and neon lights,
Where laughter hides the poison and the fights,
There walks a man with wry smile upon his face,
In a sardonic friendship, no one can trace.

Sardonic friendship, a dance of deceit,
A two-step of laughter, but hearts incomplete,
Fools Gold Boulevard, where the jesters reign,
In a world of illusions, we forever remain.

Beneath the facade of witty banter and charm
Lies a twisted allegiance, doing no harm
But the cynics and jokers, they understand
The allure of Fools Gold Boulevard's hand in hand.

Sardonic friendship, a dance of deceit
A two-step of laughter, but hearts incomplete
Fools Gold Boulevard, where the jesters reign
In a world of illusions, we forever remain

Solo

Beneath the surface, beneath the veils
Lies the truth we dare not to unveil
The bond of humor, the bond of pain
In Fools Gold Boulevard, we remain

So raise a toast to the friends we pretend
In the shadows of laughter, in the echoes of the end
Fools Gold Boulevard, a timeless masquerade
In this sardonic friendship, our secrets are laid

Gold Boulevard

In a world where self-absorption reigns, our song delves into the depths of misanthropy. With haunting melodies and introspective lyrics, it confronts the darkness head-on. Join the introspection.

LE PET

BUSY

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

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ background Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass. Full Drum kit set.

Bluez at Home

Ream Dream

Music & Production by David k. A. Spencer
https://soundcloud.com/david-spencer-543878720

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Find the Truth

In the search for truth
Where do we turn?

Is anything
new Under the sun?

Why can’t we be satisfied
with enough?

Endlessly pursue our
increasing desire

As the candle burns ever
lower with time

[chorus]
And all of this
is sand beneath our feet
A faded photograph,
a fading memory

The ear is never filled
by endless learning

There’s no memory left
Of earlier things

[chorus]

And, what remains
When we close our eyes?

Is anything there
beyond endless night?

Even legends die
Stars fall from the sky
The Truth never lies
God is only light

I have seen enough
to believe

Once you’ve seen the Truth
You can’t unsee

Ask in His name, and it’s given
to you 

Seek and you will find,
find the Truth

Find The Truth (David k. A. Spencer & Cosmic Keanu)

they say cleanliness is next to Godliness but I no longer see God, this world's a mess...

Before my eyes

New Name

un nouveau chill, à la croisée des rêveries du piano, à la tombée du jour

Ode à la nuit tombée

Fredo’s Boat Ride

Jonny’s Busted Up Blues (inst.)

reborn

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

If I hear a beat or instrumental I really like I will start singing to it making up lyrics as I go.  I figured I might as well start recording some of it, so here is a small glimpse into my mind... welcome, stay as long as you like. 

May you find Peace Love Prosperity and Music to all who enter.

Before my eyes

Jess Johnson

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