Feb 122012
 

Well in this part of Connecticut we have been stuck in a constant state of March. March the month, not the military exercise. It has been mild weather for the longest time with only a hint of snow. I have a friend who recently bought a new snowblower for this season and said to me – Watch it not snow now…- after he purchased it. Ah the best laid plans. 

Speaking of best laid plans – My third solo CD is done and ready for pre-order. “Big Texas Sky” will be available from me directly starting on March 1st, 2012. It will also be available as a digital download from www.darrylgregory.bandcamp.com on March 1st as well. If you are interested in pre-ordering, the cost for a physical CD will be $10 and the digital download price will be $7. Click here for an order form for the physical CD.

On Saturday, February 25 I will be performing at the Trinity Church Coffeehouse at 7PM. This will be my CD release gig and copies of “Big Texas Sky” will be available for purchase at the show. Click here for more info on Trinity Church Coffeehouse.

So what’s this new CD all about, you ask? 

Good question. In fact I’m planning on a series of blog posts that go into detail about each song. From concept to production, I will give you the story behind the song. 

But for now I can tell you that the album is a collection of 7 songs having to do with family, spirituality, getting older, life & death and of course, love. I had about 20 songs that I was considering and I whittled it down to 12 and then decided to be more concise and focused with the 7 songs that I chose. 

As in the past with my CDs I did the majority of instrumental performance, but there comes a time when you just have to call in other musicians to help. I was very fortunate to get local artist Jim Allyn (a.k.a Mr. Everything) to lay down piano, fiddle and mandolin on several tracks which really enhanced what I had already done (Jim has an amazing ear and musical sense). For the duet ‘What About Love’ I was able to snag the always busy Francine Wheeler to come into the studio and sing along with me. Her voice alone is worth the price of the CD. I also got great vocals from my friend Wayne Johnson, who is an ordained minister, on the track ‘Prayer & Hallelujah’ which breaks into a rollicking gospel celebration. 

 ”Big Texas Sky” is a country album at heart and pulls a lot of emotional strings, but it’s also a love letter to my Texas roots and the down to earth, real life feeling I got when I visited my kin in the Lone Star State.

The title of the CD comes from a line in the second track ‘Anywhere But Here’ when the protagonist asks why she was born under a Big Texas Sky. The image of a big sky overhead makes me think of God: the omnipresence, the spirit that is always there,  watching as we live our lives. We either acknowledge it or not, but the fact remains that it is there. Each of these songs are stories of the everyday life we all lead with the last song wrapping it all up with a prayer and a hallelujah.

Don’t you love the album art? The photo is from my buddy Renato Ghio who is an amazing videographer and photographer and the layout is by my good friend and co-hort David Wheeler. I hope you can purchase a copy and tell your friends where to get one as well!

May we all feel the light of a brilliant love,

 

 

Dec 172011
 

… as if we need more holiday music.

For some reason I love this niche genre of music and I find it a challenge to write in this genre. That said, there are certain things that go into a good holiday song and I tried to shove them all into this one.

Let’s see if you can identify all the aspects of a typical holiday/Christmas song that I jammed into this nugget:

  1. the sound of sleigh bells – always an indicator that this is a seasonal/winter/holiday song
  2. quoting other well known holiday songs – in this case I quote ‘Jingle Bells’ AND in the guitar solo I quote ‘Jingle Bell Rock’ AND I quote the lyrics to ‘Hark The Herald Angels Sing’
  3. allude to a holiday movie – in the bridge section I make an attempt to conjure the scene from “A Christmas Story” when the parents are sitting on the couch having a glass of wine after Ralphie and his brother have finally gone to bed
  4. any mention of snow, ribbons, mistletoe or other seasonal paraphernalia
  5. finally, a child’s voice over  - I love those ’60s and 70′s country songs that have kids voices in them like Ray Stevens’ ‘Everything is Beautiful’
Thanks for listening ~
If you would like to download this song, you can go to my Bandcamp Page for a FREE download.
Happy Holidays
Darryl

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Christmas Time
[Verse]
At home with the family
Hiding presents underneath the tree
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
At Christmas timeGot a bunch of songs to sing
The old carols, a few new things
Can’t wait to see what Santa brings
At Christmas time
[Chorus]
Hey
It’s Christmas time
Hey
It’s Christmas time
Peace on Earth good to men
Sharing love with family and friends
I hope this feeling never ends
At Christmas time
[Bridge]
The snow is falling gently
On this peaceful silent night
I pour you another glass of wine
Drink a toast to the season
As we sit in the firelight
Nothing could be better
Nothing could be better than Christmas Time
[Verse]
Kids are waiting quiet as mice
Didn’t need to ask them twice
If they’ve been naughty or nice
At Christmas timeUnwrap another box of cheer
Throw the ribbons over here
Mistletoe kisses suddenly appear
At Christmas time
[Chorus]
Hey
It’s Christmas time
Hey
It’s Christmas time
Peace on Earth good to men
Sharing love with family and friends
I hope this feeling never ends
At Christmas time

[Tag]
Hey
It’s Christmas time
Hey
It’s Christmas time

Jingle Bells…

Jun 062011
 

Last year I started a collaboration with a lyricist on a new song that looked promising, but after many rewrites and varying attempts at orchestration, we called it a day. Part of the problem stemmed from the lyrics not being something that I would personally sing. I had a disconnect to the story and to the verbiage. But, I liked the melody and the arrangement that I wrote, it had this bright-spookiness to it that was interesting. I hated to see it abandoned.

I let the track sit for a while and revisited it to see if I could rewrite it somehow, but the original lyrics kept getting in the way when I tried to write something new. I just decided to let it sit. I had to let it sit long enough that I would be able to “forget” the lyrics that we had written.

So recently, I was writing something about a musician who has been out on the road and is coming home, but doesn’t really remember his place in the life of the person he left. I’ve been seeing a lot of stories on the news about soldiers that have been on a tour of duty for a year and then come back to their households and have a hard time trying to fit back into the flow of everyday life. The only time it seems to work is if the person that was left behind has a lot of patience and love.

I started the lyrics and wan’t sure of the form they were taking and then I remembered that I had this finished arrangement with the expendable lyrics. The hard part was making the new lyrics fit the exisiting melody and the form. I had to replace a bunch of words that didn’t work with the rhythms; a lot of scratching my head trying to think of different ways to say the same thing and still have them rhyme.

The only thing I kept from the original lyric was the phrase — beautiful again — which, in the case of the new lyrics, became the title and the resolving feature of the story.

Moral of the story is: never throw anything out… and, revisit the bone yard every once in a while to see if there’s stuff there that might inspire you.

Let me know what you think of “Beautiful Again”. Do you re-work old material? or do you just let it die?

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Beautiful Again

Verse 1:

Heading home

After miles on the road

Called you on the telephone

To lighten my load

It’s so damed hard

To just fit back in

I forget about the pleasantries

Don’t know where to begin

PreChorus 1:

But now you welcome me back with dust on my shoes

Tired to my bones I got nothing left to lose

Chorus:

Cause you pick up all the pieces

We left on the the ground – and then

You add some love and tenderness

And you make life beautiful

Beautiful again

Verse 2:

You know my heart

I’ve been a traveling man

Singing ‘bout the lonely road

Guitar in my hand

I broke your mirror

Threw my luck on the floor

Couldn’t stand to see myself

Walking out your door

PreChorus 2:

But now you kiss me like I never told you good-bye

You hold me together and make everything alright

Chorus:

Cause you pick up all the pieces

We left on the the ground – and then

You add some love and tenderness

And you make life beautiful

Beautiful again

Bridge:

Hypnotized and mesmerized

Counting all those white lines flyin’

Underneath my wheels

I knew this wasn’t real

But now I see

Now I see

How I colored it wrong

This is where I belong

With you –

Chorus:

Cause you pick up all the pieces

We left on the the ground – and then

You add some love and tenderness

And you make life beautiful

Beautiful again

 


Feb 212011
 

February song number three!

Here’s a song about a person who, when things are going good, blows it all to hell because that’s what they are used to. We all know these people. We root for them to succeed, to get into a great relationship, to find a good gig, but when they do, they screw it up somehow. But the real kicker is that they seem to like to wallow in their confusion and pain – AND they want you to participate.

This video was shot at the Reid-Higham House Concert on February 19, 2011. What a great evening that was: good food, Gwenann’s art and me getting to perform for a great crowd!

This was also the premier performance, so give me some feed-back!

She Didn’t Feel Right

She didn’t feel right
Unless she had a broken heart
Love was a word
She could only guess at
Everything was good
Until it started being good
Then she’d bite and claw
Just like a cornered wildcat

She was a tornado in the desert
She was confusion in a pretty dress
She was afraid of being still
And listening to her awful mess
As soon as she was riding the smooth road
She’d reach for the dynamite
Unless her heart was in pieces
She didn’t feel right

She wanted the perfect life
They sold her in the magazines
A car, a house, some kids
And a man to love her
But as the pieces fell into place
She’d throw the puzzle to the ground
The walls closed in she felt trapped and smothered

She was a tornado in the desert
She was confusion in a pretty dress
She was afraid of being still
And listening to her awful mess
As soon as she was riding the smooth road
She’d reach for the dynamite
Unless her heart was in pieces
She didn’t feel right

A sunny day was so blasé
She needed clouds, she needed rain
Peaceful prayer, so damned rare
More satisfying to complain

She was a tornado in the desert
She was confusion in a pretty dress
She was afraid of being still
And listening to her awful mess
As soon as she was riding the smooth road
She’d reach for the dynamite
Unless her heart was in pieces
She didn’t feel right

Feb 092011
 

So here is the second installment for this month. This song’s chord progression and part of the melody come from a song that I wrote years ago that never really made it out of the studio. It was called Blue Horizon and I tried to get it on the Swanky Hotel CD and then I even re-recorded it for the She CD but in both cases it just didn’t work out. But, I really liked the chords and the rhythmic feel.

So here we are 2011 and February. I searched my journals for some material to write about and found this entry about cutting out a piece of Blue Sky. For a person that has a life that is painful and difficult, just a little slice of blue sky can act as a window into heaven and hope.

Let me know what you think ~

Darryl

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My Blue Sky

Oh this world
Can tear me down
Oh this life
Pulls me to the ground
My wounds are raw
The salt’s poured in
My mouth is open
For a scream to begin

I lay
On a bed of nails
I cry
To the walls of this jail
There’s not much more they can do to me
I’ve confessed the truth, but it won’t set me free

So I’m looking for my blue sky
I’m making room in my soul
It’s been a long time coming
On the edge of this rock-n-roll
I found my blue sky
Hidden in your eye

It’s been here all the time
Stuck between the words and rhymes
I’ve been the fool
Who falls on his own knife
As I force the steel to pry
Away my blue sky

Oh this hand
Reaching out to touch you
Oh this heart
Bloodied and misused
I’m waiting for the secret sign
I’m waiting to take back what’s mine

I’ve found my blue sky
Holding my arms out wide
It’s been a long time coming
I’m struggling to decide
What to do with this blue sky
Hidden in your eye