Rocksalt and Nails

Man of Constant Sorrow

Devil in Disguise

Highway 40 Blues

1952 Vincent Black Lightning

Ready for the Times to Get Better

“Artemis Dreams” is a space-folk anthem inspired by NASA’s groundbreaking $177 million contract with Firefly Aerospace to deliver the first multi-rover mission to the moon’s south pole. Blending rhythmic storytelling with vivid lunar imagery, the song celebrates the Artemis program’s bold leap toward permanent human presence beyond Earth. With verses tracing robotic scouts, icy craters, and international collaboration, and a chorus echoing humanity’s dream of exploration, “Artemis Dreams” shines a hopeful light on the mission to unlock the moon’s hidden secrets. 
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https://adamsweet.bandcamp.com/track/artemis-dreams

Artemis Dreams

Praise Ye the Lord is a foot-stompin’, upbeat Christian country anthem that fuses southern rock and a touch of Cajun flair into a powerful, contemporary worship experience. With driving rhythms, and dynamic male vocals with rich harmonies, this track celebrates the joy of faith with high-energy praise.

From childhood memories of singing in a country church to the life-changing power of Christ’s sacrifice on Calvary, the lyrics call listeners to worship, rejoice, and say “Yes” to Jesus today.

Psalm 150:6
"Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord!"

Psalm 146:1
"Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord, my soul."

Psalm 148:1
"Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord from the heavens; praise him in the heights above."

PRAISE YE THE LORD

Here's a melody I've been working on off and on for about 12 years...and it all came together this afternoon when my male vocalist asked me if I had anything "new".  I told him I'd been working on this melody for a while and he told me to send it to him.  One thing led to another, I already had the mandolin track down.  He put down the rest and the fiddle is my own. If you like it and want to buy your own, you can download it on bandcamp: https://adamsweet.bandcamp.com/track/train-of-trouble

Train of Trouble

“Spruce Hill” is a folk tune celebrating Westhampton’s effort to protect 800 acres of forest, in partnership with Kestrel Land Trust and Hilltown Land Trust. With verses about spruce-covered hills, Rice Brook’s coldwater flow, and trails for all to enjoy, it’s a sing-along tribute to clean air, clear water, and the community spirit that keeps wild places alive for future generations.

If you like it and would like to buy your own copy, download it here: https://adamsweet.bandcamp.com/track/spruce-hill

Spruce Hill

“North Quabbin Hills” is my folk ballad celebrating the Massachusetts Department of Conservation and Recreation’s recent acquisition of 380 acres across Orange, Wendell, and Royalston for permanent protection. From Chestnut Hill’s watershed guardianship to Wendell’s old granite quarry trails, to Royalston’s wildflower meadows and deep forest shade, these lands are now safe for wildlife, clean water, and future generations. As someone preserving 7 acres of former farmland in Granby, I wrote this song in solidarity with the effort, following my earlier tribute to Westhampton’s “Spruce Hill.”

North Quabbin Hills

Inspired by a new law signed by Governor Kelly Ayotte, this bluegrass tune tells the cautionary tale of wrong-way drunken driving in New Hampshire. From hefty fines and jail time to breathalyzers in your car, “Wrong-Way Blues in the Granite State” lays out the penalties in a toe-tapping, banjo-free, fiddle-and-mandolin-driven romp. And in true New Hampshire fashion, the same bill also made the Virginia opossum the official state marsupial—thanks to some determined fifth graders. A mix of sharp-eyed commentary and back-porch humor, this song captures the Granite State’s unique blend of law and local color.

Wrong-Way Blues in the Granite State

The Crumbkind, swarming morsels, remnants of crusty meals.

Crumbkind Dust

Weekend Highs is a soulful Southern rock anthem that captures the thrill of Friday nights, smoky bars, and neon-lit memories. With raspy female vocals, fiddle flourishes, and a confident acoustic groove, Lori DeAnn paints a vivid portrait of youthful freedom, flirtation, and the stories that still burn in her mind. Blending alt-country swagger with emotional depth, this track is a celebration of bold energy, unforgettable weekends, and the rhythm of a woman who’s lived, loved, and let go.

Weekend Highs

Weekend Highs- Acoustic Version

"A little bit of alright" was a phrase that I wrote in my notebook a long time ago. I had no idea what to do with it but I kinda liked the phrase and thought there might be a song in there somewhere.  That was a few years back.  More recently the phrase "nothing's truly black, nothing's black as all that" occurred to me in an unrelated context.  Once they two phrases found their way to the same piece of paper this song popped out.   No deep meaning, just a, hopefully, catchy tune.

Lyrics:
Nothing’s truly black, nothing black as all that.  You can aways find a touch of gray.  
It’s really not so much, just he tiniest touch. Hard to see but it’s always that way,
No matter how dark, and it can get very dark, the stars still find their way through
No matter how old and dreary the story, if you listen you might find something new

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
After  midnight on a dark night
There's still a little bit of light to be had       

When you feel low and you swear that you don’t know why you should be feeling like this
It’s probably just the blues but you keep looking for clues you’re sure there must be something you missed
Why don’t you take a moment maybe more than a moment - give yourself a chance to think it all through
No doubt you can cope  you got good reason to hope - that somehow you’ll figure out  what to  do.

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
When you’re freezing on a cold night
There's still a little bit of heat to be had       


If you wake into sadness in the middle of your darkest night
Remember that even in the sadness you can find a little bit of alright


If you you’re feeling shy just trying to get by, you’re feeling kinda lonesome and alone 
Feeling pretty flat don’t know what to do ‘bout that. There’s no point of even leaving your home
Maybe think again take a moment count to ten how long since you have been anywhere?
You could get out and meet someone, try your hand at having fun - you’ll find that there's alright everywhere

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
When you’re freezing on a cold night
There's still a little bit of heat to be had       

There’s a little bit of Alright
Seems to me it’s always around
Feeling lonely on a hard night
There’s still a little bit of love  to be found       

There’s a little bit of Alright
Seems to me it’s always around
Feeling lonely on a hard night
There’s still a little bit of love  to be found       

A Little Bit of Alright

Green Mountain Blues

In Freya’s Hands

Copyright  2025 Nat Daniels / GRR
Written, Performed and Produced by Nat Daniels

Lyrics:
Place a note in a bottle 
Take a chance and let it go
Will it make it to me the mantle of your soul
Do a dance like gypsy 
‘Till the cinders hit the sky
And the winds blow this bottle to shore where you lie

(Chorus)
I will haunt your dreams until the morning light
Let the sun pull you from your sleep at night
Yet the dream will endure like a shadow fire 
And remain like a mirror in your mind..   

(Verse)
Blades of grass always shimmer in the blinding sun
Like a lover that is generous and kind
Lay me down in your summer 'till my winter is done
Be the one that can never leave my mind

(Chorus)
I will haunt your dreams utill the morning light
Let the sun pull you from your sleep at night
Yet the dream will endure like a shadow fire 
And remain like a mirror in your mind..   
You will see me with your naked eyes

Shadow Fire - Nat Daniels

Songwriter/teacher: mandolin & fiddle  | Grew up on 60s/70s classics | Majored in Musicology/Ethnomusicology | New tracks daily!Granby, MA | FOLLOW BACK!

Hey, I’m Lori DeAnn—a songwriter and vocalist from Fort Worth, Texas. I started writing songs during a time of big personal change, when I realized that the poetry I’d been writing for years was really just music waiting to happen. That’s when everything clicked, and I found my voice again—literally and creatively.

I don’t play an instrument, but I do sing, and I’ve always had a strong feel for how music works—how rhythm, layers, and emotion come together to tell a story. I’m inspired by all kinds of sounds: country, blues, 80s rock, pop—basically anything with a great beat and something real to say.

My songs are all about emotion—falling in love, falling apart, finding yourself again, and working through grief. Music has always helped me say the things I couldn’t quite put into words, and I hope my songs do that for someone else too. Whether it’s a stripped-down vocal or a track full of gospel harmonies and grit, I’m all about truth, healing, and connection.

Reuben the Sandlich is a folk metal shitpost band fronted by an undead Reuben sandwich lich. Blending Klezmer chaos with blast beats and bread puns, they summon deli-fueled mayhem from beyond the grave. Their debut album Unbread is a cursed feast of rye, rot, and riffs. Eat at your own risk.

Writing and Producing because of God's grace.  My sole purpose is to spread God's love, joy, and hope.  If one song touches one life...I have accomplished my goal.  I hope you find comfort in listening to some of these songs...mostly country and bluegrass gospel, but I do go off the reservation once in a while.  Hope you enjoy and God Bless!

Need help with your Backing Vocals, Time Alignment, Pitch Correction, Production or Mixing?   Message me.   I'm Singer/Songwriter/Instrumentalist and Producer focused on many Genres.  Co Owner of Gentle Rain Records and Part of the Duo https://soundcloud.com/DanielsDurgy

Joseph Bergstrom is a multi-instrumentalist folk and bluegrass artist from Southern Oregon. Raised in a rustic log cabin, he grew up fully immersed in the traditions of mountain music and was performing at county fairs and festivals by his teenaged years, bringing an authenticity to his music that only comes from a lifetime in the mountains.

I write songs.  I'm not a performer any more than I need to be to have my songs heard once in a while. I hope that better musicians than I encounter my songs and decide to play them.  I just write songs to have them exist in the world. If the world likes them then the world can do with them what it will.  All these recordings are demos.  I've tried to make them as musically interesting as I can but they are all awaiting the skilled hand of someone who knows how to make songs shine.

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