Tales From Solitude

Herat

Then Job replied:


“If only my anguish could be weighed
    and all my misery be placed on the scales!

It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas—
    no wonder my words have been impetuous.

The arrows of the Almighty are in me,
    my spirit drinks in their poison;
    God’s terrors are marshaled against me.
 
Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass,
    or an ox bellow when it has fodder?

Is tasteless food eaten without salt,
    or is there flavor in the sap of the mallow[a]?

I refuse to touch it;
    such food makes me ill.


“Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,
 
that God would be willing to crush me,
    to let loose his hand and cut off my life!

Then I would still have this consolation—
    my joy in unrelenting pain—
    that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.


“What strength do I have, that I should still hope?
    What prospects, that I should be patient?

Do I have the strength of stone?
    Is my flesh bronze?
 
Do I have any power to help myself,
    now that success has been driven from me?

Yasuaki Shimizu - Tokyo Transfigured

WHERE THE DEAD SLEEP is a great example of what I call Great Lakes Noir.  Bern Packard returns to his childhood home and accepts a position in the local sheriff's office, only to be elevated to Acting Sheriff and then to eventually run for the permanent job once it's available.  Along the way there are murders and mayhem to pursue.  Josh handles all of the with masterful writing.

EP 148 - Joshua Moehling - WHERE THE DEAD SLEEP

This is an excerpt from one of many new tracks I've been working on lately. A moody late night jazz noir piece. A perfect backdrop for cold winter evenings.

Cover photo by Peyman Shojaei at Unsplash

Good Night

bonnie&clyde feat. Wicek

p soujily jayxxl
https://open.spotify.com/album/68neSU4FLFoDW96xcufTGK?si=BOt_giKOQ36XmptecJ2myA

noir light

april showers bring may flowers

A sultry, slow-burn R&B track that explores the sweetness and danger of desire. With breathy vocals, moody piano, and a hypnotic bass line, the song feels like a late-night confession—sensual, vulnerable, and just a little unhinged. It’s about wanting someone so badly, you start to lose pieces of yourself… and liking it.

Maraschino Cherries

Hazy Eyes

l▆calized damnatio directory. . .
𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄𐡌𐡏𐡋𐡏𐡔𐡄
https://soundcloud.com/hoodheretic

The path of thorns and broken glass, burnt pages, the echos of crucifixion

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