Leon Carter on drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on guitars and I’m on the bass and singing and playing the keyboard.

Artwork by old friend and true Sussex sage Rob Winterson (Wintz).
https://www.instagram.com/wintz_art/ 
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Lyrics;

Blackcap* at the top of chalky bostal
Burial mounds shrouded in the fog
Our spirit will embrace the loss

Thank you for giving me your roots
For to sit upon and drip upon, I’m ripping off my boots
On your trunk I slump
In the evening sun

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Thank you for giving me a family
Welcome me, made me feel at home
You fill me with the hope
That I can give you what you give me

Thank you for the time and for the space
For the panoramic enigmatic place to contemplate
In the fading light
Silently wide eyed

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Don’t ever take it for granted
Don’t ever trade it for gold
Don’t ever take it for granted
This is your world

There’s a bliss in the mist
as it rises from the trees
There’s a hustle and a bustle
from industrious bees

There’s a reassuring robin
bobbing in the hawthorn
as the easy going Common Blue
passes through the morning

Hear the wistful thistle
in the middle of the field
Hear it’s whistle in the mizzle
as it drifts across the Weald

See the iridescent luminescent 
vibe-adelic hue
of the twilight effusing blends
of oranges and blues

There’s a forest dwelling moth
gives a reassuring nod
camouflaging with the bark
wings all dusty and soft

There’s a heavenly serenity 
waiting at the creek
and a joyful serendipity 
in the heron’s beak…

*https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/sussex/blackcap

Don’t Ever Take It For Granted

This is our rendition of the beautiful traditional Christmas carol that proclaims the joy and comfort brought to the world by the birth of Jesus Christ. Both of us feel the decades of life we have known in this celebration of the sacred holiday and indeed found comfort in this effort. As we typically do with any cover song, we twisted the basic format just a bit in this folk-based recording since there are so many traditional versions out there already. We hope you too will join in the spirit these words proclaim so wonderfully.

Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar
Nat Daniels: vocals, percussion, piano, bass
Produced by Nat Daniels / Gentle Rain Records
©2024 Gentle Rain Records

God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour, Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan’s power, When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger, Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary, Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

From God our Heavenly Father, A blessed Angel came;
And unto certain Shepherds, Brought tidings of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born, The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

“Fear not then,” said the Angel, “Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Saviour, Of a pure Virgin bright,
To free all those who trust in Him, From Satan’s power and might.”
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

The shepherds at those tidings, Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding, In tempest, storm and wind:
And went to Bethlehem straightway, The Son of God to find.
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

And when they came to Bethlehem, Where our dear Saviour lay,
They found Him in a manger,, Where oxen feed on hay;
His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray.
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy

Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood, Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas, All other doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Burning Rock

Words and Music Dave Rose
Reloaded 19/12/2024

Lyrics

Coming up for air, find myself some time to escape somewhere
Perhaps a weekend by the sea, just you and me
We'll have fish and chips and stone skimming championships
The loser buys the drinks

It's just nice to leave behind 
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind

Or we could steal ourselves a rocket ship and fly away to Mars
Stick a flag on it we'll call it ours

It's just nice to leave behind
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind
To pack away our troubles and just leave them all behind
And unwind 

I'll let you into a little secret but you must promise me you'll keep it quiet
I've a perfect plan to rob a bank
All I needs a fast car and some dynamite

And then it would be nice to forever leave behind
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind
Oh it would be oh so nice to forever leave behind 
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind......

Coming Up For Air

In a realm
that neither provides, nor repairs
one must cast his own symbol immutable.
Engrave the marking
some innovated alteration
of the paths
tread prior to leave
for the next
at the limits of the known.
That bittersweet twilight
shines in the eyes
of the ones who have turned
who have approached the lower edge
and survived 
to plateau, peacefully
ever-nearing silence 
indefinite as birth
in death.

Words by Riley Robinson

The Immutable Symbol

A song I wrote in 2020…The Winter solstice has passed for 2024… Spring is on her way! Happy 2025 to all, especially those that hear this song of joy and hope! Simple! Some say I can’t or shouldn’t sing.. some don’t like my voice ( me, ha!🤩) - some say @ you do you… it’s not about alcohol…it’s about something far greater than all of us, combined! Hope you dig my stripped down version! I have the full band version on here, somewhere down that crazy river!! 😎

Drinking The Spring (Unplugged)

This is a really playful instrumental version of my song/poem 'Fly with the Day like a Runaway Kite'. The original poem is from my book 'We the Wild Ones'.
I began recording this in a tent at Into the Trees Festival where I was storytelling. It started with the sound of water sloshing around in a camping saucepan.

Fly with Day like a Runaway Kite instrumental

BETTY'S MAD DASH vocal

The Thing in my Head Smiled

24 3 27

You Belong to Me (Bob Dylan's Cover Version)

experimental and hungry. industrial and ambient.

Maxwell

I’m not an @ echo chamber!  I am a @ real musician!!!..  if I like or comment.. it is always @ genuine.. Gen X duder… born of 1969… that would b the day that Rock n Roll died.. Apparently…Don and Don and Glenn and Joe and the rest … they haven’t @ had @ that @ Spirit there, since my birthday!!!!  🤩🤩🤩Music for those who like music ...eclectic and varietal-in search of the perfect balance of rhythm melody harmony lyric and audio using garageband iphone
     I play guitar and drums and the rest... I’m also singing... a drummer and writer, and arranger by past diy profession... never got to record at leisure, until discovering GarageBand... this is all done on iPhone...awesome app!... leave a message if you can...
    I’ve been told I’m not doing myself any @ favors by singing.. don’t really care!🤩
Trying to write my own “ white album” a la The Beatles “, ha!😎🙏👍🤩🍺 homepage pic taken on bus, summer 2019, Niagara Falls, Canada…or Grand Canyon , 2022… or Hilton Head Island, SC 2023…or my downstairs bathroom, ha!…depending on mood, ha!!!… 
    If u don’t like, I don’t mind…. But thank u for the listen!!!… my first name is Kenneth ( go by Ken). Music for the beginning of the end…. And a new beginning….🙏 I rarely unfollow anyone….Can’t listen to everyone and everything, but if I follow…. U have stuff I dig…. And sometimes SC glitches, and removes them!? Message me, and I will re follow…
     I try to mix for my truck speakers… not always successful, but you can try to hear what I am trying for… AC/DC pop mixes, ha!🤣🤣🤣… starting to realize that I am in my own tree… might be sorry if you follow me, but might not!

Proud member of the Eclectic Collective! 

Second account is K2 and the Four

Here’s a link to my Beatles cover band! No longer playing with these awesome musicians, but I had a ton of fun, for 10 years!!! They continue on with a better drummer!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nn4JvtHzHkI&t=669s&pp=2AGdBZACAQ%3D%3D

Drinking The Spring (Unplugged)

K2 and the Three