Music, more often than not, is about a moment. It happens only once in a song and thats why, no matter how many times you would have tried, this is the one.  One of my fave vocals of yours captured right here. Most of my vocals used on my finished songs are the guides. They seem to have it, whatever it may be. I feel like I am listening to you live, in a local country hostelry. Open fire blazing away on a cold winters night. Probably munching away, quietly, on a bag of dry roasted peanuts. Wonderful song, delivered with a fine touch and lovely warm comforting vocal.

Beautiful simple song to carry the dense great lyrics. Agree, sometimes take one is the one :)

i love this song very much.( and the story of creating too))❤

This is just so impressive, your vocal here kinda reminded me of Roger Waters, I'm honestly just so impressed 👏👏👏👏

one of the extraordinary things about your songs and delivery is that your songs are familiar without being derivative - like something I want to hear but haven't yet - or something

I'd be more than chuffed, its really very good indeed.  I love that picking pattern and the singing is really superb.

Great song mate, beautifully played and sung.

Fragments of a dream

Forgotten: 
Well it seems we've been forgotten
In this distant place
Floating on a dead drift
Nowhere to keep us safe
Somebody's got to call the captain
Tell him we're in trouble and we need to call home
and we can tell them where the soul lives
but only for a price
Sometimes tucked behind the shadows 
Hiding from the light
But if we pierce it with the purest sound
We can share the stories on the way down

The wind was barely blowing, but I couldn't hear the voice
Like silent film with color at the fringe
We were so close to touching bottom 
They waved with crooked smiles
They threw the rope too short to pull us in

Forgotten

Orbiting Glow In The Dark Rubber Eyeball

Based on the lovely poem by Shel Silverstein. base image for cover also by Mr S.

Needles and Pins

Needles and pins,
 Needles and pins,
 Sew me a sail
 To catch me the wind.
 Sew me a sail
 Strong as the gale,
 Carpenter, bring out your
 Hammers and nails.
 Hammer and nails,
 Hammer and nails,
 Build me a boat
 To go chasing the whales.
 Chasing the whales,
 Sailing the blue,
 Find me a captain
 And sign me a crew.
 Captain and crew,
 Captain and crew,
 Take me, oh take me
 To anywhere new.

Needles And Pins

Something to relax to or maybe cook to, your choice. Enjoy my friends.

Written, performed and recorded by Greg Hurley

Relax

Original instrumental by Mahan Mahan  https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Mahan sent me this instrumental track entitled "Janinerator."  Hmm.  I wonder who he really intended it for...   Anyway, I sang over it, totally unsure. It's really different for me. But here it is. Thank you Mahan!

Look the Other Way

Life before was just a bore
Sitting in a café with my
Laptop, looking at the door
And sipping on a latte as        

My head was swaying back and forth
To the rhythm of a mixtape
And my heels were tapping on the floor 
Waiting for my big break

I was thinking swiping left and right
On the faces on my cell phone I’d be
Looking up at mister right
Til’ you stepped into my safe zone

Look the other way
(hey, how are you?)
Look the other way  
(love your picture!)
Look the other way
(in your latte)
Look the other way
(goes my finger)
(I’m a terrible person )

And I’m Falling up
I’m Flying down
The floor is rising up
And I am falling down 

Memories get in the way  
When I go into that weird place, I just
Lock my heart and lock the door
And hide inside my suitcase

And my head is swaying back and forth
In the hallway of a stranger
With my necklace lying on the floor
Even now It feels like danger

Look the other way
Look the other way  
Look the other way
Look the other way
I’m a terrible person

Look The Other Way - with Mahan Mahan

This is a song that I thought was about someone else, but it's more likely just about me. 

lyrics

Looks like you've got everything you want
there ain't a single thing left that you need
you're flowing through life like the sea
boy you don't see the woods for the trees

I wouldn't decline no invitation 
to go smacking your head against the pavement
flick through warning signs but you don't read
boy you don't see the woods for the trees

keep pushing all our worries around
try to bury them deep underground
you better keep that spade close at hand
so we can dig out your head from the sand

when I burst into your surgery seeking remedies
you called the alarm
now I've swallowed all the pills you prescribed
I'm telling you I want to be discharged


Keep giving all the people your time
your family said you've got an altruistic mind
but they won't tell you when you're so sick
or that you're life's greatest fucking hypocrite

I know I don't got too much education
but I deciphered your charm from fabrication
I used to bite at the slightest provocation 
now I'll just growl and consider each situation

I may not have everything I want
but I got from you what I need
You ain't got nothing left for me
boy you don't see the woods from the trees

recorded at home on my tascam 8 track

Woods For The Trees (I'm Alright Jack)

Dobbiamo invocare tutte le forze del cielo per sconfiggere la dittatura dei Globalisti !

We must invoke all the forces of heaven to defeat the dictatorship of the Globalists !

We are living in these kinds of times right now. And it is our duty, and it is our responsibility, to fight for freedom. Thanks.

Italy  💓  Help

I found myself scribbling furiously in my little spotty book.  

Messed about with a couple of simple chords and picking patterns and thought I'd grab a quick one-track take to see if it all hung together.

I was quite chuffed - it seemed to fit - got all the way through on one live take too, albeit with plenty of clangers, twangs, tangled fingers, buzzing strings and missed chord changes.  That's pretty darned good going for me.

Every subsequent attempt to improve was, of course, rubbish. 

So here you have before you my flash/bang song writing and recording effort in the raw - no edits no eq.  If it was beer or bread, then over here it would be labelled "artisan" and would command a price premium.

That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Enjoy.  :)

The End of Time

Not far now, for us to go.
Down our evolutionary road.
Lights flickering out, truth be told.
Not far now, for us to go.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.
Following the neon signs ahead.
Grip my hand for comfort, ancient friend.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.
	
Gauge our progress on the ground.
Bible parables everywhere are found.
Pestilence, poverty, injustice all abound.
Gauge our progress on the ground.
No archangels lead our cause.
The thieves that rape the game steal ever more.
With their plague of fixers, liars, cheats and whores,
No archangels lead our cause.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Can’t defer the descent into night.
Close our eyes, imagining the light.
Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Nowhere now, for us to go.
They’re digging up our evolutionary road.
Lights have flickered out, it’s turning cold.
Nowhere now, for us to go.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

When our universe collapses back to elementary birth
When truth, faith, hope and charity intertwine
To fuse a light too bright for any darkness on this earth
I’ll be smiling there to greet the end of time.

Photo by Usukhbayar Gankhuyag on Unsplash

The End of Time

We all make mistakes

From the moment I heard the first notes of Dean Massicotte's stunning guitar composition 'Into the sun', I was blown away. I was so pleased that Dean graciously allowed me to add some vocals. For me, his music inspires a sense of optimism and positivity. Have a listen to his amazing work -
Original instrumental: https://soundcloud.com/deanmassicotte/into-the-sun
Dean's beautiful music: https://soundcloud.com/deanmassicotte
                                                  For Jack Moore / Dad. 1934 -- 2020    ❤️

into the sun - Dean Massicotte (+ ltp)

culture catches,and turns into simulacra..things and nothings

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