and many 🙏🏻 to Aleona. I would love to see the Moscow you described. And I hope you accept the offer to see Grønland tomorrow. It is a special place. If Andrej would like to come too - great! But I am thinking I should leave Cooper at the hotel...

RIP Cooper (Birth name: Stumne Frost) 20.06.12 - 23.02.20
This is an album dedicated to the most brave, loving and loyal furry warrior I have ever met.
We went to battle together. Thrice, you protected me from muggers trying to jump my back. Too many times to mention, you cheered me up, made me see light when the darkness tried to overwhelm me.
You started working when you were only 3 months old. The job you did was outstanding. And you kept on doing more than I could have expected from anybody, 

My Buddha dog has left me. Leaving a hole where my heart used to be.

I will never forget you. You are a part of me, Coopie. Bless your memory.

This is his soundtrack.

Remembering Cooper Frost

Dancing In The Sun

Project Earth 2

Stranded in Africa 
Words and Music by Tom Harris

[Verse 1]  
 When I was  eighteen, I left Geneva behind  
 Searching for something, a  place to rewind  
Through  Spain and through Italy,  Greece and the sea 
CYPRUS to Israel, the  road carried me    

[Verse 2]
Then to Ethiopia,  the land met my soul  
 First time my father’s  arms took hold  
 A ranch once a kingdom,  now cattle and dust  
 In Addis a home, but the  road called to us  
 

[Pre-Chorus]

 Debbie beside me,  pretty and free  
 The Volkswagen rolling,  just her and me  

[Chorus]
 Stranded on the highway, no sign of the end  
The sun sinking lower, no  help, no friend  
Shadows were watching, spears in their hands  
Fate held its breath in this  foreign land  

 Stranded in Africa, the dust in the air  
The silence was heavy, like  unspoken prayer  
Hearts beat like war drums, waiting for fate  
Would they walk on, or  seal our escape?  


[Bridge]
 Then like a shadow, a  car pulled in slow  
 Araya stepped out, said,  "Someone will know" 
 A two-seater benz,  but no room for two  
 He vanished ahead, and we  prayed he’d come through  

[verse 3]
The wind carried whispers, their footsteps drew near   
Hearts beating louder, tangled with fear  
Then one reached his hand out, not a word, not a sound  
Just pointed behind us, to where help would be found  

[Pre-Chorus] 
 Debbie beside me,  pretty and free  
 The Volkswagen broken,  just her and me  

[Chorus]
Stranded on the highway no sign of the end  
The sun sinking lower, no  help, no friend  
Shadows were watching, spears in their hands  
Fate held its breath in this  foreign land  

Stranded in Africa, the dust in the air  
The silence was heavy, like  unspoken prayer  
Hearts beat like war drums, waiting for fate  
Would they walk on, or  seal our escape?  

[Outro]  
 Dust rose in the distance, a  truck rolling near  
 A moment of stillness, then  fading our fear  
 Ethiopia held me,  the road made me see  
 That adventure was  waiting for Debbie and me. 

Stranded in Africa

Ghosted

I think I just missed a turn 
I shouldn’t have made
I just paid a toll I shouldn’t have paid.
Life has dreams that never come true, 
He said, “take a chance on me, I took a chance with you.”

And I got ghosted
Yeah, I got ghosted
He turned every fear I had against me,
Now I’m standing alone in my shame
Yeah, I got ghosted.

Some carry grievances
They refuse to evaluate.
I think it’s time I say
I was one of those who wanted to retaliate!
I let you lead me astray.
I let you lead me into hate.
I guess it’s on me to accept the cause of my fate.

I got ghosted
Yeah you ghosted me
You turned every friend I had against me,
Now I’m standing alone in my shame
Yeah, I got ghosted.

I think I missed the adrenaline rush
I shouldn’t have been so inhuman
that’s the drug we all been dealt
It’s the drug that you been pushin’
My life had dreams that never came true, 
So, I took a chance, I took a chance, and I was a fool. 

And then I got ghosted. 
Yeah, you ghosted me.

You turned every friend I had against me,
Now I’m standing here in my shame
Yeah, I got ghosted.

Lyrics: Byron Haskins
 © 2025 nPoet9 Publishing

HCR 08172025:

Trump has misunderstood the nature of power in a democracy at home, too. Rather than building domestic coalitions to support the government, he is overseeing the takeover of the government by a radical minority that seems to think the way to build power is for the government to attack its own people.

The administration’s defunding of scientific research, medical care, environmental protection, food safety and security, and emergency management all threaten Americans’ health, safety, and security. Its attacks on history and education, as well as its firing of women and racial and gender minorities, seem designed to drive wedges among Americans. Its incarceration and disappearing of undocumented migrants both creates an “other” for Trump loyalists to hate and provides a warning of what could happen to the regime’s opponents.

Now, under the guise of fighting crime, the administration has quite literally turned guns on the American people.

2025

ghosted

An ambient / IDM track with heavy beats & rhythms, accompanied by a synthy bass all supporting a melancholy chord progression.  This track has a nice chill / relaxing vibe while simultaneously getting your foot tapping and head bobbing.

Senile Felines

A ballad about the dichotomies of love and life.

Sunshine and Rain

MUSICIANS
John Beckmann: all music, lyrics, and production
Tanner McGraw: vocals and backing vocals
Lawson Mars: backing vocals
Lux Astralis, New York: recording studio 
Atomix LA: mastering

LYRICS
Mirror on the wall, it's a little bit wild.
Lipstick tube with a wicked smile.
Cherry red, like a secret spell.
It looks like magic, can you tell?
My heart's doing cartwheels,
in this drugstore light.
I press my lips, I feel something new.
Like I'm glowing inside.
Cherry shine, I crossed that line.
One swipe, I'm walking sky high.
Blush bloom, it's my debut.
In this shade, I'm someone new.
Cherry shine.
Cherry shine.
I blow a kiss to the world outside.
Lip print on my soda, and I don't hide.
A little color, a little brave.
Something sweet I get to save.
Cherry shine, I crossed that line.
One swipe, I'm walking sky high.
Blush bloom, it's my debut.
In this shade, I'm someone new.
Cherry shine.
Cherry shine.
Just a girl
in Cherry Shine.
Stepping out into a time.

CHERRY SHINE

Pasajera en Trance

The build up to an horrific event and the slow recovery to normality

Echoes of Malice

The Urge

My #Constant_Companion. My work partner. My friend. 
Respect, #Cooper_Frost. You deserve every fancy meal I can buy you, now that we are entering a new era in our lives.
Thank you for all the walks, all the times you have cheered me up, for all the lives you have saved.

Cooper dreams of Bahia @ Palmen/Othilia, Grand Hotel

I am thinking, we all leave a track in this world. We leave love. And ... that is all we bring along when we exit time, too. 
After the horrible terrorist attack in Norway July 22'nd 2011, where 77 people were killed, Norwegians put up this sign in Oslo: "But greatest of all is Love".

Love is the Rule @ Law

You are Enough @ You are Love

Original name: Flaska @ McD. Mastered by me.

One Love @ One Life

I just realized it. My music sux. Nobody wants it. And when I play it for someone, they are either too polite to say so, or they want to please me. 
So. Time to find a real job. Only an idiot thinks he can create his own genre in a world of short-short, four-chord tracks.
                                      ...
Come to think of it. I like my own music. "Earth House". 
So, the above statement is a lie. And proof positive that when I say "I never lie" - that is a lie. Hence I should say "I never tell the truth". But that is untrue, too. 
Hm. Where is Sokrates when you need him?
Double-Hm.
(Image from the #grandhoteloslo. No name on the photograph)

Cooper Frost @ Grand Hotel

Thank you for >1 million streams 🙏 Royal supplier of music to HRM Queen Ameenata Koita. I create healing and hypnotic music in the Earth House genre - think ambient/electronica/new age with a lotta love, mantras and world instruments. 
I have studied psychoacoustics, so you may expects ASMR, and don't be surprised if my music takes you on a trip to outer - or inner - space.

Cooper dreams of Bahia @ Palmen/Othilia, Grand Hotel

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