painting: Sunday Afternoon by Georges Seurat (1886)
The lady in the foreground is walking a monkey?

Lyrics with James Booker

not my monkey

when days burn short
and nights grow long
when hope and dreams
refuse to sing yer song
(return)

good old days
are happening now
cause we're too close
to see what's right and wrong

not my monkey
not my circus
can't step in the 
same river twice

the past and future
on the tip of yer tongue
good old days
are happening now

sky blue
cotton candy summer day
like a Sunday Afternoon 
down the promenade

yeah, she walked past
like perfume in the wind
color, sound and shadow
masterpiece

did angels make the record skip?

not my monkey

Had a little dry spell, hopefully it's over now. In the span of 24 hours I have alternated between hating and loving this track about 400 times...

If you need a helping hand
Someone who understands
Don’t shed a tear, I’m right here

If you need a dollar bill
Or have a little time to kill
Baby you know I will
I’m right here

When you’re down and blue
And you need two big strong arms to pull you through
Hold on tight, that’s what i’ll do

These are more than just words I say
I’m here for you night and day
Have no fear I'm right here

When the road is long
And you need someone to beside you, I’ll come along
Anywhere with you, is the place where I belong

These are more than just words I say
I’m here for you every day
Have no fear I'm right here
Have no fear I'm right here
Let me make this clear

I'm Right Here

A song I developed a couple years ago, after playing around with GarageBand…

Such A Really Good Question

Primarily a fun song that takes a bit of humor from the experience of a guy who tried so hard to be a good husband, a good guy, but ultimately loses out. Bemoans all the sacrifices he made, yet he could never please his wife.   

My special thanks to Nat Daniels for stepping in to add some critical new pieces to my old recording, including some great production work!

Craig Durgy: vocals, mandolin & bass
Nat Daniels: organ, background vocals (mixing & production)
©Gentle Rain Records 2024

Thanks to haim_charbit for the banner art!

Lyrics:
You made my mind up, you turned my head around
You said my time was up, it’s time to settle down
You bought your wedding gown

I tried to follow, I thought I loved you so
So much to swallow, you said I had to grow
I tried it even though...

I didn’t think that I was, all that bad a guy but,
I listened to your kissin’ girl
I just killed myself to go on living

Now you want to, pick up with someone new
Now that I blew, my soul away for you
The things you put me through

You got your lawyer, to take my house from me
Last time I saw ya, you had my LTD
You wouldn’t stop for me

I didn’t think that I was, all that bad a guy but,
I listened to your kissin’ girl
I just killed myself to go on living

You got my toaster, you got my bowlin’ night
You weren’t supposed to, just disappear from sight
It just isn’t right

You got my hair changed, you made me chew my food
You made me sleep strange, just cause it felt so good
I gave you all I could

I didn’t think that I was, all that bad a guy but,
I listened to your kissin’ girl
I just killed myself to go on living
Just to go on living, just to go on living, just to go on living
I gave you all I could

(Rap section)
Didn’t think, didn’t think now
Never thought, I never ever thought how
Didn’t think that I could live without you
Everything about me was about you
I can tell I’m living by myself to go on living

I Gave You All I Could

Sérénité No. 07
Artwork: AI Image Generator (free, no sign-up, unlimited) ― Perchance License: Public Domain.
Poem: Christina Rossetti.
License: Public Domain

Sérénité

Sérénité No. 07

Here it is, Frog God's sixth full-length album.

Fade Away

A peculiar peace invades the heart when we do the right thing.

Uma estranha paz invade o coração
quando se faz o bem.
Sou bem capaz de amar o bem
só pela paz que ao mundo vem
quando Deus entorna o céu.

E, se eu chegar ao céu, serei um rio de Deus
para dar de beber aos filhos meus.
E, se eu chegar ao céu, em rio me irei tornar
para ver os meus filhos navegar.

O amor é luz, não se apaga.
Brilha para sempre no tempo.
Enche de paz a minha alma.
Onde há amor não há medo.

Uma Estranha Paz

Spheres of Zeus

Synthetic Lace

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

7-11-2024 translation in description

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