Chance has delivered to me not one but two "prog" works from you today. "Pomp", indeed. Good going!

after that almost funereal organ intro the band (you I guess) busts out-nice

There is beauty in decay... 
Like the ancient crumbling monuments we so revere, inspiring vivid dreams of the past- and hopefully pushing us forward.

I would like to dedicate this track to these three awesome amigos: Justin (https://soundcloud.com/grevusanjl), Rob (https://soundcloud.com/spiralizer) and Robert (https://soundcloud.com/r-salchaks-mood-exhibit). Your amazing support, friendship, musical inspiration and influence throughout all these years is beyond words: Infinite Love to you, my dear brothers!!

that Soft Etch of Time

That Soft Etch Of Time

Do what makes YOU happy without hurting yourself or others

Moss on my Stones

Moss On My Stones

Whatever

The Art of Faking Your Own Life and Suddenly Appearing

Thanks to P a b l o for the excellent percussion mantra, and the inspiration for this song. See P a b l o's original percussion mantra here: https://soundcloud.com/pablomoretti/percussion-mantra-open-collab

Fertile Ground - Pablo (Percussion Mantra) / River Dolphins

It's a been another long day for our overworked protagonist. But it's time to go home! And the weekend is just on the other side of that office door... 

Lyrics;
Got my headphones on tight
Volume is up and the music feels so right
Got the weekend in sight
Gonna drop out, tune in, let this dark world see the light

Been five days hard at work
And my paycheck reflects some kind of crime
On a long hard corporate climb
But it's a Friday night and this feeling is sublime

Down goes the sun.  Neon lights up the town.  Now the freaks can come out.
Spend some time with friends and
do whatever I feel that's what this weekend's all about

For a time I'll put the job behind me,
I'll drop it off at the office door
I can hear l the weekend calling
And I'm gonna answer that call for sure
For sure.

Got my headphones on tight
Gonna drop out, tune in, let this dark world see the light

The Weekend

Our new jazz original What Happened To Truth is a conversation among friends.  I first sent the track to Georg Boehme and asked him to add some baritone sax, one of his many instruments.  Georg went above and beyond and sends me 4 tracks of baritone sax harmony plus solo, beautiful harmony, phrasing and lead playing that so warmly complements my synth lines.   Fellow woodwind player Sam Mendez added his sweet soprano sax sound and guitarist Al Schulman brings his sensitive playing and assertive soloing.  Our rhythmic glue for Truth is Sergio Párraga's tight conga playing.  
We hope you enjoy our conversation ... What Happened To Truth?

Follow these superb musicians and players:
Georg Boehme - https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme and https://www.georg-boehme.de
Sam Mendez - https://soundcloud.com/santi-caballero
Al Schulman - https://soundcloud.com/alanschulman https://www.alanschulman.com. https://soundcloud.com/asisjazz
Sergio Párraga - https://soundcloud.com/sergioparraga

and playlists of our music together: 
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/grooving-with-georg-boehme
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/swinging-with-santi-caballero
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/swinging-with-al-schulman
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/swinging-with-sergio-parraga

Opened at #5 on SoundCloud's Hot & New in the Jazz & Blues category.  And thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

What Happened To Truth?  G Boehme / S Mendez / S Parraga / A Schulman / J Rhind

NADA TAN SENCILLO

Nada Tan Sencillo

Frozen River..

Oh you know 
my bones are tired and my sinew feels like string 
with me swinging at the end of everything 
and I carry all the weight of forgotten years 
strung with caution tape
(makes me hesitate)
to let those memories in
and that me of then…
Has begun sedition 
overthrowing that tradition 
and paying off the ransom 
on the love I thought nothing of
…in my abandon
I became a phantom 
dragging extra weight along a trail
wrapped in caution tape
it became my jail 

But seditious me-
won’t hear nothing of a ransom on our love 
and she said: Set the ransomed free
Yea 
                          Set the ransomed free
Oh you know 
my bones are tired and my sinew feels like string 
with me swinging at the end of everything

My Bones Are Tired (amped)

Procession Of The Kings (Instrumental)

All music, songs and lyrics are original, unless noted.
Collaborations welcome, if you think you can add something to any of my songs, want to sing them, etc, please drop me a note
I advise playing on a good Hi-Fi or at least good headphones, otherwise you will miss all the good stuff going on in the lower frequencies. You don't want to only hear half of the music : )

Procession Of The Kings (Instrumental)

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