Name: Terror On The Seawall by DJ Jason Roga
Duration: 1 min 6 s
Description: Never mind the stop lights. Forget about the speed limit. It's the Seawall Boulevard. Where the tourist are the terror and the locals will run you down.

Modern Woman (Peacemongers Compostion)

I wrote this song about 15 years ago. The original version sounds much different, and in my opinion, much worse. I heard it recently and realized that I have struggled to record this song for years in its truest form. I think I've captured this song finally. It's not perfect. None of my work is. But I'm happy that this song is finally in the world of songs now. After 15 years with my lover, it was certainly a "Right Whim".

My sword is my mouth and I
Need to get gone know why
My edge is by sharpness
that's dull on the side

I've got one night to live
even a right whim did
give me a gentle wind
I'll breathe it in.

Thanks for listening, liking, commenting, and following as always!

Right Whim

Telegraph Hill

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my next BandCamp solo album)

I’m a little perturbed to admit, it isn’t the desire to make music that’s standing in my way right now. It’s the disappointing realization that I can’t stop focusing on a world that feels very much like ‘bullet train about to meet brick wall’. I’m having a hard time seeing the positive at the moment, and it’s seriously messing with my ability to write hopeful messages to go with my songs. (more text below...)

I always want these liner notes to be uplifting; something you can visit from time to time, have a few laughs (thus the word ‘perturbed’. What a wonderfully silly word). Perhaps you’ll discover a fresh idea, or interesting perspective you hadn’t considered before; little morsels of hope and positivity. It’s one of the things I genuinely love about these multi-layered creations I get to put together (which oftentimes even help me process things better in my own mind), and I would love to keep that tradition going.

So that brings us back to the topic of what to write about. And thankfully, the perfect topic just happened this past week; my oldest daughter adopting the most adorably friendly puppy I’ve ever encountered. Her name is Fuji, she’s 6 months old (already 35 lbs), a Greyador (half Greyhound, half Black Labrador), and she is a miracle… on so many levels. 

I forget sometimes just how powerful the little things can be; and that is such an unfortunate thing to forget. Nothing fills my heart to overflowing more quickly than a small person or critter staring up at me with unconditional love and curiosity in their eyes. Is there any experience more heartwarming than a child grabbing your hand, or reaching out to you to be held? Or what about a pet that goes nuts when you get down on the ground with them, as they gleefully lick your face? These are beautiful, heartfelt experiences; and they are so worthy of our attention and gratitude. 

A dog or cat doesn’t understand you had a bad day at work. A baby doesn’t know how stressful doing your taxes can be. They just know that you are the center of their world, and nothing would make them happier than getting to play with you for a while. How awesome is that!!

So while society enforces this idea that we need to start molding these new lives early, to make them more acceptable to the structure… I suggest we stop serving what society wants (it’s a silly structure anyway), and start embracing the amazing gift of innocence and fresh perspective these young lives have to offer us. Sure, it’s important to teach a dog not to bark or bite. It’s important to teach a child to be kind and loving to others. But it is equally important to get down on their level from time to time, and remember to see things through their eyes. 

We may have more knowledge and life experience than them. But we also have an overwhelming number of opinions and biases; and they are not always right. These new lives start with none of the silly ideas we’ve adopted as our reality. They are tabula rasa (a clean slate), ready to absorb whatever new experience comes their way. They provide the clarity we need, and they provide quick reminders to stay present. If you’re not present with a baby (human or animal), if you are stuck in the mindset that they have nothing to teach you… you are missing out on one of life’s most precious gifts.

So sure, things might seem a little scary in the world right now. But if you have a young child or pet in your life, you have so much to celebrate. You are in the presence of true consciousness, and innocence, and unconditional love. And now is a great time to benefit from their overwhelmingly fresh perspective. I hope you enjoy my latest creation, ‘The Little Things’. Happy Holidays, my friends. :)

Vox Populi

The Little Things

After 21 days of quarantine for a very slight Sars Cov 2 infection I can finally get out !!! This song expresses joy mixed with melancholy due to the belief that no one will be truly free in this world anymore.
Cover pic: "Le Certane Lake" by Emanuele Berni

Finally Out

A 1 Project Assumption DEMO

Never mind the stop lights. Forget about the speed limit. It's the Seawall Boulevard. Where the tourist are the terror and the locals will run you down.

Terror On The Seawall

a loop of jens and his friends jamming.  i reversed it and made vocals all over it.  then i flipped it back forwards again.

jens (aka senfsuck) can be found here - - https://soundcloud.com/senfsuck

and also may be spotted over here - - https://www.youtube.com/user/xanthansemph

thanks for everyone who has been listening to these silly things i have been dropping.  you kinda rule.

not really a song, just something silly to stick in your ears for a minute... (ft. senfsuck)

Is It nearly summer time - I would describe this song as a feel good summer song. That makes you want to go on a good long vacation. So you can just chill out and do what you like on your holiday’s. Easy listening kind of song. Hope you like. it is also on my You channel. Thanks for tuning in😀👍🏻🎶🎶🌝☀️

Is It Nearly Summer Time -  Video on YouTube  https://youtu.be/xWrTQcNR06I

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning (Capo 3rd Fret)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
LYRICS: 
The young man searched the earth and sky 
But somehow searched in vain
Looking for the rainbow’s end
But all he found……. was the rain

And yet within the darkest woods
A camp fire burning bright
A old man sat so gently 
In the glow of the firelight

Are you the one they call the sage 
The one so old and wise
Is it you who sees the way
Though you have no eyes

The man looked up……… and on his face
He wore a gentle smile
You’re welcome here my son, he said
Come rest now for a while

I know not the answers
Here’s no book upon the shelf
Maybe you will find all you seek 
Is there inside yourself  

What words can know the sunlight
Or the breeze upon your skin
What words can know the answers 
Of all that lies within

They sat there in the silence
No need of words to say
The camp fire lit the night
Until the break of day

The young man….. bid farewell 
His searching now was done
He felt the breeze upon his skin
And walked towards the sun

The Sage

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written & produced by Brielle 
© All Rights Reserved
lyrics:
It is pretty quiet
Just a plastic bag is floating in the wind
Do we walk alone
Are we in denial
Will we ever get a chance to win

Men pass me in slow-motion
They all play own movies in their heads
And their pace will make them forget
All the affinity they had

It´s written all over my face
Darkness creeps into my place
Pale is the sky
It´s not too late
But you got to try
Waiting for that year
It is not far
But it´s neither near

My mood is the same as April weather
Why did it all seem different yesterday
Sweet illusions are so much better
Before I get burnt and led astray

It´s written all over my face
Darkness creeps into my place
Pale is the sky
It´s not too late
But you got to try
Waiting for that year
It is not far
But it´s neither near

It is pretty quiet
Just a leaf is falling from the tree
Do we walk alone
Are we in denial
Will we ever get a chance to be

Terror On The Seawall

DJ Jason Roga

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