Digging this. Excellent track! 🎧 Pop in the best sense.

Wonderful vocal performance in this fantastic song!

Cool rock song, great vocals and guitars!!!

Liking that car in the pic - also has a great brit "power" pop sound

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A somewhat eclectic folksy tune that demonstrates a man's frustration with a partner that just doesn't communicate. A little mandolin, guitar, harmonica, mouth harp... a bit of fun.This is another rejuvenation job by Nat Daniels/Gentle Rain Records to improve upon my original recording. Thanks to Nat for her intuitive and compassionate assistance!

All music and lyrics written by Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar, harmonica & mandolin
Nat Daniels: piano & bass
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records
Copyright 2024
Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:
Left Unsaid by Craig Durgy

On the phone with Cousin Linda, she got you to laugh so hard
Caught you talkin’ to the window, watching squirrels play in the yard
You said something to the mirror, as you put your makeup on
Then you stopped as I got nearer, you and the grocery list were gone
You make comments to the TV, but you never talk to me

Tell me how you feel, think we need some conversation
Tell me how you feel, seems like something’s been unsaid
Tell me how you feel, need to check our respiration
Before we leave this thing for dead

Guess you kinda like your pillow, ‘cause you’ve been talking in your sleep
Sometimes you’re weepin’ like a willow, while I just lie there countin’ sheep
Heard you speaking to the fire, something ‘bout how love’s a joke
But you’re just preachin’ to the choir, through the chimney, up in smoke
I hear nothins and they ain’t sweet, but you never talk to me

Tell me how you feel, think we need some conversation
Tell me how you feel, seems like something’s been unsaid
Tell me how you feel, need to check our respiration, desperation darling
Before we leave this thing for dead
Left unsaid…Left unsaid…Left unsaid

Left Unsaid

This orchestral piece began as I was reading "The Ruined Map" by Kobo Abe, but it quickly deviated from its original subject. In the end, it more reflects my fascination with what is _not_ on the maps, all these void spaces which ancient cartographers used to fill with the imaginary dragons. Also, around this time I came across a very interesting band "Polyphia", and was very curious to see how some of their approaches might work in an orchestral setting.

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The Waltz (our Memories)

My new track 'Jenever'. Written, recorded and produced by me. I hope you enjoy!

Lyrics:
This is my sea of glass
Watch how the waters crash
Flying drops of topaz
That ornament the sky of brass

For some you are the blood of Christ
For others, more like a parasite
They sleep with you on a bed of ice
And follow you to eternal night

I’ve become a crucifer
A cross of cedar’s mine to burn
But I know Heaven and I have heard
God tastes just like juniper

I wear diamonds on my lips
And I drink up their bloodied kiss
Silver stars in each sweet sip
A singing siren for my ship

For me you are the blood of Christ
I wear you like a parasite
I sleep with you on a bed of ice
And follow you to eternal night

I’ve become a crucifer
A cross of cedar’s mine to burn
But I know Heaven and I have heard
God tastes just like juniper

I’ve become a crucifer
A cross of cedar’s mine to burn
But I know Heaven and I have heard
God tastes just like juniper

I’ve become a crucifer
A cross of cedar’s mine to burn
But I know Heaven and I have heard
God tastes just like juniper

Jenever

method: field recording and vst
narration: honouring a place that hosts humans
image: images taken in clara zetkin park, leipzig, germany, copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

pervasive peppermint aroma permeates
the cat's olfactory self as it passes
the ice-cream truck nestled next to
the bridge made of slowly flowing steel,

thermal tarmac and as red a coat of paint
as cinematic cone cells can fathom - elsewhere,
a heron's solitary silhouette complements selves
unabashedly spread across playground noise -

if humans had never touched down
on these waters, soils, the river would
have run another course - wind
might have shed its aeolean pride,
for arrival does not alleviate
the ringing shock of departure

clara zetkin park

Clara Zetkin Park

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Furry
Freak
A mischievous Creature
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https://www.youtube.com/@possitivevibemusic1838

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