Project because it is far from perfect.
Play Dead is code for nothing ever really dies. To die, is to wake from a dream in a bigger, more real dream. 
So the misery and agony I sustain is merely Source Playing Dead.

Nobody's Fault But Mine

1 Life Stand

Devour My Body, Decorate The Soul

Staring on the edge of our flat world
See the dust go by
Weightlessness
How I'm feeling
Could I free myself from a daze with a daze that goes by?

I will take this version down soon when I get the finalized clean and tidy version up and did.

Eclipse pt 1

A song about having to give my dog to the humane society.
It's either we're both homeless or he goes away. And nobody wants him. He doesn't have a choice, his sacrifice is made for him, and it makes me wanna stop living. So I question if being homeless for the next 10 years wouldn't be so bad... That's no way to live. So like the hourglass that fills and passes the parts of me that would never, have passed on. I'm hopeful that the love I once had in the world will return to me in some way but right now my hatred continues and with ounce of life force I can call my own I will engulf the world in musical fire so it can understand what it made of me. 

Without Me

Sad boy blues demo

As the lamppost story goes,
"...I hate you Robo! Waste of my time. You cheating peace of shit. Wish I never met you. Fuck you Robo."
I'm reading this waiting for my bus. It arrives and as the doors open a woman maybe 30 year old and very homeless jumps out of her seat and runs to stick her head out the bus door.
"ROBO! HURRY UP AND GET IN COME ON!!"
Behind me about 25 feet away hunched over on the curb is a raggedy pair of carhart overalls aboard a disheveled figure. The man perks his head up at the call and starts limping over. When he gets on the bus I see one of his eyes is grey and completely glossed over.
Another time, different person, I walked on the bus and another homeless fella was walking off. In his wake was a woman with a beat up pink suitcase, a shaggy terrier, and steady stream of tears. She was begging dude not to go. Don't go don't go. Wasn't Robo, but you know, if it flow, it flow and flow. 

Don't go don't go.

Robo Don't Go

Experimenting with the Roland MC 101.
One takes from Thanksgiving.

Hope Is Hurt

Fire Under Water

My friend and audio engineer Michael recorded the rain in Mumbai 1-2021. He also plays the flute in this song.

Speaking for the rain

Zed zed zed

Raw Flections

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Emerging from the vibrant cultural tapestry of Seattle, Trip Viaje brings a unique blend of grunge sensibilities and Afro-Brazilian rhythms to the music scene. His journey as an artist is deeply rooted in the spirit of exploration, shaped by his years of van life and street performing across the globe.

Trip's musical upbringing was steeped in the rich traditions of Afro-Brazilian music, a heritage that instilled in him a deep appreciation for rhythm, melody, and improvisation. As he grew older, he discovered the raw energy and emotional depth of grunge music, finding resonance in its raw honesty and unfiltered expression.

Driven by an insatiable wanderlust, Trip embarked on a journey of self-discovery, embarking on a van life adventure that took him across continents and cultures. Street performing became an integral part of his travels, allowing him to connect with audiences from diverse backgrounds and share his music in intimate settings.

These experiences provided Trip with a wealth of inspiration, shaping his musical identity and influencing his songwriting. His music seamlessly blends the raw intensity of grunge with the infectious grooves of Afro-Brazilian rhythms, creating a sound that is both electrifying and deeply personal.

Trip Viaje's music is a testament to his nomadic spirit and his unwavering belief in the power of music to transcend boundaries and connect people from all walks of life. His live performances are a captivating blend of musical virtuosity and raw emotion, leaving audiences mesmerized and yearning for more.

Trip Viaje

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