Monday Playlist week of 6/5/2023

Monday Playlist week of 9/1/25

Available on Bandcamp:  https://danielsdurgy.bandcamp.com/track/gentle-was-the-night

Copyright 2022 Daniels & Durgy  * Gentle Rain Records 
An original and tender country love song where even in parting, the two lovers remain fulfilled. Joined here by Dakota Holden on pedal steel guitar.

Craig Durgy: Acoustic guitar & Vocals
Nat Daniels: Piano, Studio Bass, Percussion and Vocals
Dakota Holden: Pedal steel guitar. (Fiverr.com)

Lyrics:

Gentle is the night, when it’s calling out your name
Gentle is the wind, sliding through the window pane

Gentle were your lips, that left me here like this, 
Pale blue moonlight

Tender were your words, when you whispered like a ghost
The curtain softly swayed, as from my arms you rose.

Gently closed the door, each step upon the floor,
Turns to silence.

And in the quiet of your wake
You still give all I can take, as your body lingers still
My empty arms remain fulfilled

Pain was in your eyes when you said there were no sorrows
And you filled my hands with a million tomorrows

Gentle on each curve, your fingertips and words, 
Midnight breezes

And in the quiet of your wake
You still give all I can take, as your body lingers still
My empty arms remain fulfilled

Gentle was the night
So gentle was the night
Gentle was the night
So gentle was the night

Gentle Was The Night

Mike  created this wonderful song .  I am so glad he asked me to participate .   I just love this old tune also recorded by Merle Haggard.   Such an emotional  song with deep meaning.  Thanks again Mike for letting me join in on your excellent version   I hope SC listeners feel the same

If I Could Only Fly (Blaze Foley cover by Lefty Mike and Chuck Aaron)

This is 'One for The Ages' and an updated version of a Collaborative work featuring my own music composition, acoustic guitar work, and vocals to create a version for 'The In Between' original lyrics as penned by Jaime Webb Ross. This project has gone through a number of revisions and ReMixes, and now also prominently features TytlBlues (Tom Adams) Blistering Blues Guitar work and The Ace of Bass - Vladaroo Vlad Josephson, along with the magical Mix-Mastery of Van Gabriel (Gabriel Vanore).
The In Between © 
(Original Lyrics - Jaime Webb Ross)
No longer here 
No longer there 
You walk along 
Though not sure where
Inside a world 
You've never seen
 Your newfound Home 
Of In Between
Where rules have changed 
You try to learn
 Which bridge to cross
 Which bridge to burn
Where all you knew  
No longer fits
 A whole new world 
Inside exists
Who can you trust?
 What will they say ?
To try to make you
 Walk their way
You learn to read
 Between the lines
 The words not said 
The strongest kind
Listen to  Your inner voice 
Trust yourself
 To make your choice
Continue on
 Find strength within
 Embrace the New
 You're living in
Thanks to everyone for working with me to help craft a work that we can all truly be proud of in this song version for Jaime's Lyrics. There were many other superb compositions featuring these lyrics and they are all unique and featured some most talented musicians in each case. We're just pleased to offer up a Final version of this one in the AcoustaTronic Genre, as well. Thanks for listening.

Sunny Beaches Ahead

The In Between

The In Between © - AcoustaTronic Version

One of the many nice things about "chatting" to Dan is that he will often pin a little gift to the end of a message in the form of a link to a piece of music he has crafted.

A few days ago I listened, enthralled, to a wonderful piece he originally created in 2012 but recently remixed;  it is called "A Song of Sadness".

I couldn't help but scribble.  
What came out is rough, personal, raw and edgy.
It is what it is.   That's how it works sometimes.  No point in trying to beautify it.
A little taken aback, I put it to one side.
It was destined for the waste basket, but must have crawled out in the night...

Thank you Dan, for permitting me to drape some words across your fabulous music.

If you don't know Dan's work, you can find it here.  

https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3

Well worth a look.
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Self Portrait in the Palette of Sadness

Staring blankly at this craven world I focus only on the back of my own eyelids.
Anything beyond that is simply too terrifying to contemplate.  Utter horror.
Oh so frankly recalling how my childhood haven unfurled, the surgical violence
All too fond of familiar pains searing all the black night through to the dark tomorrow.
Drenched of sweat, fevered neatly, wrapped for warmth to boil completely,
But they couldn't understand; familial care demanded heat be close at hand.
The inside of my head, red-hot pokered time again, would rot and spew a filthy pus, 
Rancid stuff, seeping of my very brain, medically remanded in defeat, the two of us.
Sadness and me.

Sister Campbell, Sister Henley, angels both would flap beside, to find, and
Hold me tightly, bound of nursing love, as tears streamed when finally, at last I cried, 
The five year old's manly fight conceded to the salted lash-borne brine.
“Dear God above, why me?”  I screamed, or would have, had I tried.
So clamber back within the yolk of soulful self, leave external friendships on the shelf
For better times beyond the now of hell-borne cranial carnage rent.
Who cares, when wracked by tormented, nerve-shredded moral garbage spent?
Tease and yelling to the aid a-ripping of the senses, Lords of Flies, by Beelzebub sent.
Just sadness, nothing and me.  We three.

Keep the head within the book; avoid eye contact, never look above chest height.
Tip the brow, the shoulder crooked, bereft of health, there's only now, only night.
Within the time-barred keeping sanctuary of self, no social threats evolved to haunt,
No public penance, no whipping as of Notre Dame, to the slavering crowd's delight.
Gaunt,  alone, and labelled “sad”, I am, by those afar who've never known resolved despair.
Hope is what I bottled up back there, into the long lost screwtop jar all those sixty years ago.
My plight, what some might deem “unfair” is but the only one I dare to share,
Castled solely, within this lonely cell I know so intimately well, pacing slowly to and fro.
So, leave us be.  My sadness and me.  Rendering impeccably to the lightest unitary dust.

My sadness is the only friend I know.  
The only one I trust.
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Photo by Josh Nuttall on Unsplash

Self Portrait In The Palette Of Sadness (Verses set to the music of Dan - DT)

He Touched Me” was composed in 1963 by Bill Gaither and recorded by Elvis Presley in 1972.

He Touched Me - Cover by Tony

Lyrics by Tony Harris & Glen Granthem
Vocals, Music & Mix by Glen Granthem

In times of old the men would travel west
Searching for silver and gold with little sleep or rest
The lack of housing, It was back breaking work
Living underground digging in the dirt

(Chorus)
Searching for silver and gold
Few got rich in those days of old
Searching for silver and gold
To end up dead and buried in a hole

The lack of law and order The mini camps took lots of lives
From the East and the South They gambled with their life
In all the wrong places they searched for silver and gold
Covered wagons on horse back clipper ships strong and bold.

(Repeat Chorus)

(Guitar Solo)

(Repeat Chorus)

2023 (c) BMI Lyrics by Tony Harris & Glen Granthem

Silver and Gold - Collab by Tony and Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

ReMix and revision of an Original song from back in the Early Days of SoundCloud. Original Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals, and Production by Riff Beach via RiffWerx Records and 3B Production & Recording.

The Daily Grind © - Riff Beach Original Music - 2012, Revised 2024
Original - RiffWerx ®
Give me fresh coffee beans, and….. I’ll wake up feeling fine
Until I’m fed through The Daily Grind
It sure seems good while it’s churning away
But, I’m all ground up at the end of the day
Oh, I got a tune in my head that’s searching for words
Searching for something that’s never been heard
Pebbles in a quarry all mixed into a load
Smashed into gravel and used to build a road
(Chorus)
Change in my pocket and nothing but time
I’m working my way through The Daily Grind
Oooh.....Sometimes, I swear….that I’m losing my mind
‘Cuz, I’m so worn from The Grind
Oh, and I’m so worn from The Grind
Put some coffee on to start my day
Don’t want to work, just hang out and play
Sometimes, I swear that I’m losing my mind
Want more from life than The Daily Grind
Cuz’ I’m so tired of The Grind
(Repeat Chorus and Out)

Sunny Beaches ©

Daily Grind ©

A bit of a Rocker going on here with Kim , she does like to rock , hope you like it ! A bit of slush after this by myself , it's nice though . Then we have a variety of songs again with Kim , Dave Cooper and Axel Menningen , Gaz Brownie and more by myself and with Kim . So many in the pipeline I'm losing track ! Me and Kim are still in this song contest , please vote if you get chance
http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/ And Charlie and the Fox will be back in the Autumn with new material , our album links are below . Thank you so much for listening !
And keep your peepers open for the mega Xmas song project written by Andrea Brennan , Axel and myself but involving many many others !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Bad Girl

Cover song tribute to THE KINKS recorded by ( Glenny G) Aug 2025

All Day And All Of The Night ( Cover ) The Kinks Tribute

Written by Jesse Winchester
Arranged and performed by Josh McAlexander

Blow on, Chilly Wind... New Mix

I grew up listening to country music along with early Rock & Roll. Chuck
Berry was nicknamed "Father of Rock & Roll.  With such songs as
Maybellene, Roll Over Beethoven, Rock & Roll Music and Johnny B. Goode he topped the charts in the 1950's.  Every guitar player of my
generation played or tried to play Johnny B Goode.  He died March 18, 2017. No one does it like Chuck Berry, so I decided to do my version of Nadine as a tribute to the man.  Thanks

Self Portrait In The Palette Of Sadness (Verses set to the music of Dan - DT)

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