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I Can't Not Cry.. (FREESTYLE) prod. Björny Boy

“Choices” is an inspiring, humancentred ballad about love, connection, and the paths we take through life. Blending heartfelt reflection with hope, it reminds us that even when things go wrong, it’s the people around us and their love and presence that help us shine again.

Choices

From the EP “On My Own Sweet Time” (2025)
“Swing” is a slow, introspective track that dives into reflection, ambition, and personal growth. ROUGE balances vulnerability with his signature swagger, ruminating on the journey from youth to maturity, the value of relationships, and the pursuit of dreams without losing sight of what truly matters. With a moody, atmospheric beat and thoughtful lyricism, “Swing” blends contemplative storytelling with subtle melodic flows — showing a more reflective side of ROUGE’s artistry.
This track is perfect for late-night listening, capturing the quiet moments of self-assessment, ambition, and the balance between material success and emotional fulfillment.

LYRICS:
And my LA girls, let me see your hands 
Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends 
Girl, you got it, let 'em know that everything big 
Nails done, hair done, everything big 
And my TO girls, let me see your hands 
Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends 
Girl, you got it, ooh you got it 
Yeah, sitting high, sitting low 
Early in the morning, but I'm sleepless, though 
You got it, man, oh, you got it 
Backstage of my mind is what I tell myself 
Used to sit high with my chin up 
Now I'm just quiet when they ask me though 
Used to have a lot of things Now I just remember cause I let it all go 
But don't get me wrong I don't regret it 
White boy swag still with me I'm on better things 
Way, way, way, way, better things 
I just wanna win some 
Fuck around, maybe even lose some 
Get a proud look from my grandson 
Do more than the others and then some 
I got a good girl now, she a gold one 
I gave her a promise over dinner, I'ma make it all so easy 
Make it all so easy 
Give her the best that I can 
Travel, do some shopping, only best that I can 
So she don't forget the man that I am 
Yeah, of the man I am 
Yeah, that's my white boy swag 
I'm just flexing with the things that I hope to have 
Blinded by the youth and my potential 
Hoping deep inside I'm not missing what's essential

Swing

This profound philosophical poem reflects on humanity’s lost sense of sacred connection — the invisible bond that once united people beyond politics, ego, or material goals. The narrator observes others without judgment, searching for meaning and genuine kinship in a divided world.

He mourns how society, driven by greed and power, has turned individuals into isolated beings — herded like cattle, separated by the illusion of independence. Without spiritual unity, humanity becomes blind, confusing darkness for light, sharing space but not purpose.

Yet the poem carries hope: true connection is not external like walls or laws, but internal — eternal and divine, like birds flying together toward the same unseen horizon. It’s a call for awakening, for rediscovering shared purpose and collective faith that transcends earthly struggle.
As the narrator looks closer, he begins to see more people who share this vision — and the sacred bond grows stronger.

Я живу своей жизнью

This poem is a sharp, philosophical reflection on how easily people distort meaning — renaming feelings, actions, and truths to make them more convenient. The narrator exposes the contradictions of human nature: calling love “madness,” failure “experience,” and despair “prayer.”

Through vivid irony, the poem shows how language becomes a mask for moral confusion. People justify weakness as wisdom, disguise fear as faith, and confuse repentance with enlightenment. The poet suggests that in constantly renaming our flaws, we lose clarity and turn life into chaos — mixing joy with suffering, poison with elixir, and eternity with dust.

“Calling Our Meetings Accidents” is both confession and critique — a poetic mirror held up to a world afraid to face its own truth.

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This gentle and thoughtful poem reflects on the mystery of existence and the elusive nature of good and evil. The poet begins with the acceptance that miracles have no explanation — just as emptiness holds no meaning. What remains are fleeting, beautiful moments that resemble dreams.

Through these reflections, the narrator contemplates life’s fragility and the shared essence of the human soul. There is a yearning to reach the core of morality — to separate truth from deception, purity from corruption, and to embrace the full beauty of goodness.

Ultimately, the poem is a quiet prayer for understanding, for living deeply and sincerely, and for giving oneself entirely to the pursuit of light and kindness in an imperfect world.

Нет объяснения у чуда

This heartfelt poem reminds us to cherish love through both joy and hardship. The poet urges: hold the hands of those you love, and never let go. True happiness, he suggests, lies not in the destination but in walking together through life’s storms.

The poem reflects on faithfulness and emotional strength — the idea that love, when carefully protected, brings constant happiness yet remains fragile. It is a call for loyalty, patience, and presence — to value connection over perfection and companionship over fleeting comfort.

In its closing lines, the poem distills love’s deepest truth: “The foundation of happiness is loyalty.”

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Stillness

Inspired song “Swallowed a Grenade” is a classic rock ballad about love, regret, and the pain of realizing too late what truly mattered.
It tells the story of a man who lived under the same roof as the woman he loved, but let pride and distance build invisible walls between them.
Only after she passed did he understand the depth of his love — and the weight of what he’d lost.

It’s not a song about anger. It’s about truth, reflection, and the ache of wishing you could turn back time and do it right.  The symbolic swallowed grenade is the pain from within that he cannot stop.

Swallowed a Grenade

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Hey. I'm, ROUGE. I'm here to stay so get to know me! If yall enjoy some partying and getting lit sometimes, but then coming down and being a lil reflective about all that, then you'll vibe with my music. Peace out!

I produce trap type beats in the oriental, eastern style timbres, always with the aim of conveying an emotion, a feeling within the beat.

I write songs that tell emotional stories — moments of love, loss, and hope that shape who we are, with AI.

My music is born from real experiences and feelings, then crafted with the help of creative technology. Every track begins as a story from the heart — an idea, a memory, a message — and becomes sound through collaboration with AI tools that help bring those emotions to life.

I’m not here to replace musicians — I’m here to explore how humans and technology can create something meaningful together.

🎶 Songs with soul

Thank you for listening — every play means so much.

🎧 DJ Denis Lop — Biography

Stage Name: DJ Club
Real Name: Denis L.
Born: April 9, 1980 — Nizhny Novgorod, Russia

DJ Denis Lop began his career in 1997 at Club “Spice” in Haifa, quickly becoming its resident from 1997–1998. His energetic style and unique musical taste led him to perform across numerous Israeli clubs throughout the late ’90s and early 2000s.

From 2001 to 2002, he served as a resident DJ at Club “Armageddon” (Karmiel), and from 2003 to 2004 — at Club “Spider” (Haifa).
Over the years, he played in many well-known venues, including:

Spice (Haifa) — 1997

Amsterdam (Haifa) — 1997

Valentines (Haifa) — 1998

Abaco (Haifa) — 1998

Energy (Akko) — 1999

Ha-Homa (Tel-Aviv) — 1999

Ace Bar (Nahariya) — 1999

Armageddon (Karmiel) — 2001–2002

Natan-Zan (Haifa) — 2001

Dolphinarium (Tel-Aviv) — 2001

Spider (Haifa) — 2003–2004

A-Oman (Jerusalem) — 2005

Technion Bar (Haifa) — 2005
…as well as many other smaller venues across Israel.

In 2008, his music program “Life in the Big City — 3” gained great recognition and toured multiple dance bars in Tel-Aviv.

After a six-year break from the DJ scene — during which he changed countries, built a new family, and left old memories behind — he returned with fresh energy. Moving to Canada marked a new creative chapter, inspiring him to continue making music, crafting new remixes, and performing in local clubs with a renewed sound and a distinctly Canadian groove.

✅ Personal Notes

Loves:
The 15 minutes before a club night begins — the silence, the calm heartbeat, everything ready… and everyone waiting for him to press Play.

Dislikes:
Beer and Coca-Cola.

Recommends:
Listening to classical music in headphones.

Knows:
Exactly when to “run” from the dancefloor before the crowd starts throwing tomatoes :)

Skills:
Can dance Tango.

Kirby Howarth is a talented singer-songwriter hailing from the picturesque city of York in the United Kingdom. With a captivating blend of folk, indie, and blues influences, Kirby's music weaves together heartfelt storytelling, soulful melodies, and raw emotions.

Drawing inspiration from personal experiences and the world around him, Kirby creates songs that resonate deeply with listeners. His lyrics are poignant and introspective, offering a glimpse into the human condition and the complexities of life. Accompanied by his soul-stirring acoustic guitar, Kirby's warm and emotive voice carries his melodies with a graceful authenticity that leaves a lasting impression.

Kirby's talent has garnered recognition beyond the local scene, with his music being featured on esteemed platforms such as BBC Radio 2 and BBC Radio 6, as well as receiving widespread airplay on various local radio stations. His performances are characterised by an intimate and genuine connection with the audience, where each song becomes a shared experience that touches hearts and lingers in the memory.

“Acoustic laid back new wave punk indie folk with a sprinkle of deep meaningful day to day observations on how the world goes round and round and round and sometimes I actually notice this happening and decide it’s worthy enough to write a song about.”
- Kirby Howarth

"In the years I’ve been tracking the progress of York singer songwriter Kirby Howarth it’s been fascinating to hear him refining his approach and zeroing in on the sound he’s been hearing inside his head all these years.
As a result, his songs grow ever more focussed and appealing"
- Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6

" A strong collection of songs, well written and delivered. The vocal styling is distinctive and appealing - you connect emotionally with the listener."
- Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6

" That's another fantastic song everyone's a gem from you, you write really really nice songs Kirby."
- Alan Raw, BBC Radio Leeds Introducing

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