dunno how i missed these , great tunes man

like the melody/vocals. great chorus.."gotta look around" says it all don't lose the forest for the trees

god and religion are not the same.god is inside everyone and connects us to each other and the world. religions are man made institutions that can do good but too often interpret "the word of god" for their own benefit as men and women


lyric

the strength you have within you
is all you need to fight
the forces all about you that jumble wrong and right

listen to it all
but when it's time to choose
look within yourself
your heart will surely tell you the truth

God is not religion
God's inside of you
God is the same to all of us
christian ,muslim and jew

churches temples synagoges
are mirages made by man
look into each others else and you will understand

we are one nation under God not under one religion
church should be a uniting force not the source of our division

religion and god

30 year old song, put to life--finally took some kind of recorded form.
The Y's in the road, often several too many in a lifetime. Each decision led you to where you are standing, now. Enjoy the trip, enjoy your journey, and keep on dreamin.'

Life's A Trip

OUT NOW

Slap me around (Just get me there)

There's no looking back

Rolling Up

Music, lyrics, ac guitar & vocal : Grave
Other instruments & mix : PJ Project

Down On The Pharm W/ Grave

Gesprochene Steine“ Klagende Steine" - "Sprechende Steine"

Bei einigen meiner zahllosen Spaziergänge durch meine Stadt Hamburg, mein altes Stadtviertel Altona, begegne ich häufig diesen so genannten „Stolpersteinen“ die in manchen alten Straßen in den Fußweg verlegt wurden. 

Sie liegen so unscheinbar da. Ich lese Namen, Geburt und Todestag jener Menschen die hier einst lebten. 
Blicke auf und manchmal steht sogar noch das alte große Gebäude wohin die Steine den Weg weisen.
Sie sind mahnende Gedenksteine von Ereignissen tiefster Finsternis.
In vielen deutschen Städten und Gemeinden auch in Hamburg wo ich lebe, wurde die jüdische Bevölkerung verfolgt, deportiert und ermordet.
Ein sehr dunkles Kapitel meines Landes.
Ich verspüre eine Ohnmacht über das unfassbare Schicksal dieser Menschen.
Ein in Stein gemeißeltes Gedächtnis und Vermächtnis. Sie sind nicht mehr Namenlos. 
Sie haben hier gelebt. 
Dennoch sind diese Menschen für immer verschwunden.
Ihre Stimmen, ihre Künste, ihre Kraft, ihre Bräuche.
Diese Steine mahnen, rufen und sprechen häufig zu mir, wenn ich über diese Steine gehe. So empfinde ich.
Bleibe stehen, verweile, gedenke unser.
Ich höre stumme Schreie, wehklagen. Sehe schemenhaft, umherhuschende dunkle Schatten. 

Dies veranlasste mich zu dieser düsteren und traurigen Komposition.
Denn ich finde keine Worte mehr. 
Die Steine sprachen zu mir. Es sind „Sprechende Steine“
„Singende und klagende Steine“

Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.

SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	: Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
https://soundiron.com  SOUNDIRON : Mercury Children Choir
https://spitfireaudio.com PHOBOS BT / CDT
https://8Dio.com Prepared Piano 
https://orchestratools.com  Organic Voices  Solo Opera



"Spoken Stones" "Wailing Stones" - "Talking Stones"

On some of my countless walks through my city of Hamburg, my old district of Altona, I often come across these so-called "stumbling blocks" that have been laid in the footpaths of some old streets.

They are so inconspicuous. I read the names, dates of birth and death of the people who once lived here. Look up and sometimes even the old big building still stands where the stones point the way.
They are admonishing memorial stones of events of deepest darkness.
In many German cities and communities, including Hamburg where I live, the Jewish population was persecuted, deported and murdered.
A very dark chapter of my country.
I feel powerless over the incomprehensible fate of these people.
A memory and legacy carved in stone. You are no longer nameless.
You lived here.
However, these people are gone forever.
Their voices, their arts, their strength, their customs.
These stones often admonish, call and speak to me when I walk over these stones. That's how I feel.
Stand still, linger, think of us.
I hear silent screams, wails. See vague, scurrying dark shadows.

This prompted me to create this somber and sad composition.
'Cause I can't find the words anymore
The stones spoke to me. They are "talking stones"
"Singing and Wailing Stones"

Thank you for your valued attention.

SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music : Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo:   Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
https://soundiron.com SOUNDIRON : Mercury Children Choir
https://spitfireaudio.com PHOBOS BT / CDT
https://8Dio.com Prepared Piano
https://orchestratools.com Organic Voices Solo Opera

Spoken Stones

„Eisseele““ (31.05.2023 )

Dies ist die Fortsetzung einer meiner neuen Musikreihe in loser Folge.
Anthologie „Gefrierende Momente“ „Frost Musik“
Zerberstende, fragile Klangräume.

Klirrende Kälte. Der eisige Wind streift über die Seen, Täler und Gebirge.
In diesem gefrierenden Moment beginnt der Atem, die Seele des Eises seine Stimme zu erheben. 

Alles ist in diesem Augenblick gefangen in seinem Reich des Eises.

Die Eisseele singt Ihr Lied.

Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	:     Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet:
https://soundiron.com  Hyperion String Oktobass
https://www.soniccouture.com   Geosonic
https://www.xperimentaproject.com Double Bass
https://spitfireaudio.com  Olafur Arnold Chamber Grid

"Ice Soul" (05/31/2023 )

This is the continuation of one of my new music series in loose order:
Anthology "Freezing Moments" "Frost Music"
Bursting, fragile sound spaces.

Biting cold. The icy wind sweeps over the lakes, valleys and mountains.
In that freezing moment, the breath, the soul of the ice, begins to raise its voice.

Everything is trapped in his realm of ice at this moment.

The Ice Soul sings her song.

Thank you for your valued attention.
SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music :   Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo:    Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
https://soundiron.com Hyperion String Octo Bass
https://www.soniccouture.com Geosonic
https://www.xperimentaproject.com Double bass
https://spitfireaudio.com Olafur Arnold Chamber Grid

Ice Soul

Jesus

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