Elfenberg - Mawenzi

Bjarne Hendrik - Sky

This style is defined by a hypnotic, steady pulse that feels like a heartbeat. It blends deep, resonant basslines with intricate layers of organic percussion, such as congas and shakers. The magic lies in the repetitive nature of the drums, which creates a meditative state, drawing the listener into a rhythmic trance that is both grounding and spiritually uplifting.

Heat

Hello there,

here I'm back with a piece to resume the thoughts a little or dream with!
I think that this music fits very well in this time, let wander your soul!

Many thanks for your visit and support! All Original by C.J.ROGERS!
See also here: www.cjrogersmusic.com

Stray

A psychedelic, experimental commentary on the News.
"It was the letters that were mean..." ...hehehe

Dusky Fishheads

In weightless air
the trail of layers
as the dust brings
forgotten things
in tangled layers

swathes laid bare
a faded trail
 sun soaked air
in tangled pale

a deadpan air
in golden frail
as the dusk brings
forgotten things
in tangled layers

swathes laid bare
a faded trail
sun soaked air 
in tangled pale

In Tangled Layers

Walking My Way

The Ballad Of The Deaf

Pick a side, what will it be
Pick a side, your choice is free
Ain’t no grey no in between
Pick a side. What will it be?

Socialist or conservatism, stay or leave
Make it your decision
Black or white, left or right
Oh pick a side

Defend your side, let me tell you how
Defend your side, do it now
Search the net, don’t validate the source
It will be the Russians or China if course
Personal attacks are gold and plenty to be found
Shout and rage at the ignorance of it all
Only you and a handful of others know we are all fools


Pick a side, what will it be
Pick a side, your choice is free
Ain’t no grey no in between
Pick a side. What will it be?

Socialist or conservatism, stay or leave
Make it your decision
Black or white, left or right
Oh pick a side

Pick a side (incredibly rough)

Happening all the time: mad rush to travel...even in these locked down times. 
Manic saxophones follow a flute dawn.... Electro-melodica /flute mayhem.
(photo of railway vent).

RUSH HOUR

Hello love
Hello love
do you walk
do you walk upon this earth of old?

For the seams 
that we share
I would hold them anywhere
Do we fall apart to just let go?

All your dreams
sing em loud
I will follow them somehow
Don't you know that we weren't meant to be afraid?

All your words
that still hurt
they will never be enough
but a love is still a love to find someday

Do you wander alone?
Do you wander alone?

Wear all your lights
So I might find
(for a love is a love to find someday)
Wear old fault lines
for stars will sigh
Wear all your lights
in time
(for a love is a love to find someday)
They will guide us home..

Hello love
hello love
do you walk
do you walk upon
this earth of old?

Walking My Way

Corné