Cozy Temple

Featuring The Electric Recall of 2031 from Jeryia J. Enjoy

Electric Recall 2031

A song about how propaganda changes how we view history, using old John Wayne movies as an example (although this applies to anywhere). 

Growing up watching all the cowboys
Home, home on the screen!
    All these pilgrims on a holy run
    That’s how the west was spun
What of everyone     caught in between?

Growing up yearning to be a cowboy
Wagon trains circled up at night
   Trouble comin with a loud war cry
   Guns a-blazing and arrows fly
No one wants to say   what started the fight

John Wayne never did save the day
Hollywood fantasy is a neon sign
  It’s just that old refrain
  three cheers it’s back again
…we still toe that bloody line—-

We were taught to worry for the cowboys 
Home, home on the screen!
   Atrocities in the morning light, 
    Hidden from the public sight
… always falling back     on that old refrain

John Wayne never once saved the day 
It’s always us or them, now choose your side
  If we claim that they hit first, 
   it’s self defense and we do our worst,
…  please don’t call it ________ 

John Wayne never did save the day
Hollywood fantasy is a neon sign
 John Wayne never did save the day
Hollywood fantasy is a neon sign

How The West Was Spun

dark winter

Playing with how to produce the mix for this idea

Blossoming (Demo Idea Remix)

SATURN (Prod. Ego glock)

and so i think

Laundry Day Procrastination

all made of ice

Solo Piano.  Created LIVE in Real-Time at St. Wenceslaus Church, St. Louis MO.

Photo by Darren Lovecchio, ImpactImages831@yahoo.com.

Year of Music: June 11, 2025

I'm tired of you cramping my style. Never giving me love, always asking for attention.
I've stopped trying to prove myself to fools.
I love anybody who does give me a chance and actually listens to what I make. Thank you.

I desperately long to be part of something meaningful in this world, but the more I look around to find my place the more it looks like a grave. Please hold me before I fade away, remind me that love still exist before I perish.

The accruement of a fart in the wind and it leaves you to wonder if you should listen to this

I make music because it is where I let go of the have-to’s, and become part of something larger than myself. The language I speak on the keyboard when I improvise expresses a part of me that only comes out there at the moment of creation - when I’m fully connected and in the flow. In those moments when I disappear in the music, those are where I’m most fully alive. The musical question I pose to myself when I play is largely this: how can I release my inhibitions and let go of patterns sufficient to bring something entirely new, unexpected, and enlightening into the world, with structure, precision, clarity, and depth of expression. These pieces are meditations that are of me, but more precisely, they come through me. When I’m in the flow, I’m channeling the energy and only moderately directing it. The challenge is to be open to take risks while maintaining a structure, melody, and tempo that makes it interesting and satisfying enough to keep listening. I keep doing this nightly because it’s a language, because it’s a connection to something greater than myself, and because it’s very very relaxing.

and so i think

Chris Bright

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