"We shall forget by day, except

The moments when we choose to play
The imagined pine, the imagined jay."

The Man with the Blue Guitar is a poem published in 1937 by Wallace Stevens. It is divided into thirty-three brief sections, or cantos. In the poem, an unnamed "they" says, of the titular man, "you do not play things as they are", sparking a prolonged meditation on the nature of art, performance, and imagination.

The Man with the Blue Guitar - imagined pine

this was material i had in the pipeline from 3 weeks ago and nearly forgot after holidays ;) new Stuff coming soon

noxpox - DUMBPERMAN

expictros

Insane ( finish)

summer dream

A new song inspired by a friend's post today..... "We are living with the impact of anger and refusing to listen and truly hear each other. The culture of avoiding politics and religion for fear of conflict has atrophied our muscles for truly listening and having productive and effective dialogue with anyone.
“[Republican pollster ]Luntz: And in 2014, I got it. I got how awful our country already was with each other. And that’s because all these focus groups I was doing would degenerate into delegitimization, dehumanization. It was all the bad that we were to come to see 24 months later. And the reason why I saw it is because I heard it. Because I did these focus groups—not the polling. I have to sit with people and see them. 
First, the arms get folded. Then the head starts to nod back and forth in a rejection of what they’re hearing. Then the eyes roll and the head goes back, and at that moment they’re getting ready to be disrespectful, disingenuous. I see it coming. And I saw this again and again and again. And my issue is, I don’t know how to fix it.”

Lyrics:
In a world so loud, and the skies so grey
We’re walking' on the edge, trying to find our way
Got our hearts on our sleeves, but we carry our scars
Points of view like highways, twisting in the dark

Listen, listen, listen, if only we could try
With our walls drawn high, we’re just passing by
It’s hard to stay calm when opinions collide
But maybe in the silence, we could turn the tide

We fold our arms tight, nod our heads in vain
Rollin' our eyes at the sound of the rain
But the pain is out there, just behind our doors
Wrapped up in anger that we can’t ignore
                                                         
We try to understand and contemplate
But we end up fighting while our worlds separate
Prepare for the battle and the name calling game
But the love we ignore keeps calling out our name

Listen, listen, listen, with every breath we try
Let us close our eyes, and say goodbye
To the anger and pain that remains
With every chance let us be free of disdain

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: gravity cut

Listen, Listen, Listen

endernqer

Find - 25-7-2025

Liés Par Le Temps

The Silence Before the Ashfall

This special album is on one hand the second part of my City Light album and on the other hand an imaginary journey and finally an arrival to ourself.

Zenith

imnin hospital for some time now.!a day with a composition is a good day!!!
the community is awesome , thanks a lot, friends!!!
!!!NEW ALBUM OUT ON BANDCAMP!!!
https://noxpox.bandcamp.com/album/cybernetic-mind-boost
uploaded some cool stuff on my youtube channel!!!!!
cool review: https://www.modularrodeo.com/track-of-the-week/930-subba-bubba-by-noxpox
just hit me up for some collabs! I really like to collab!
if you want STEMS of one of my tracks for a remix just ask me!


noxpox is an industrial, experimental, electronic, ambient,IDM , or whatever music project from Orsoy (am Niederrhein), Germany and  it was created by Andre Hindenburg.

Frank Zappa was my Papa ;)