Smooth Jazz

Jarreau

Mornin'

A soulful original song about remembering the loss of a lover and being alone at Christmas

Alone for Christmas

Veins of Light, Veins of Rust explores the fragile tension between decay and illumination.

Where previous works drifted through silence and emotional resonance, this record moves closer to the body, to metal, to fracture, to transformation. Warm analog textures collide with corroded tones, shimmering guitars and slow-burning rhythms, creating a sound that feels both alive and deteriorating.

Each track unfolds like a process : something breaking down, something emerging. Rust becomes memory. Light becomes pressure. The voice moves through it all with quiet intensity, not resisting the collapse, but learning from it.

This is an album about change that cannot be reversed.
About beauty that exists because it fades.
About the strange glow that lives inside what is already falling apart.

Light That Bleeds So Softly

Got a dog-eared page on the Tao
Coffee stain right on the pow
I’m just stirring cream and the cosmos
Same spoon
Same spin
Who knows

Block universe on a bus ride
Every stop already outlined
Still I miss mine
Look up
Decide
To get off early
Change the timeline

It’s the whole shebang in a teacup
Big bang trapped in a small thought
All these heavy questions with my feet up
Flip through forever like a thrift-shop book I bought
Yeah
The whole shebang in a teacup
Infinite pressed in a weekday
If it all adds up or it breaks up
I’m still here breathing in the halfway

Talkin’ mind
Talkin’ meat and wire
Is the watcher just a quiet fire
Am I more than patterns in the rain
Or just weather in a clever brain

Scroll past wars and cat videos
Sacred text in the comment rows
Someone writes “we’re all the same light”
Someone else starts a flame fight (oh man)

It’s the whole shebang in a teacup
Big bang trapped in a small thought
All these heavy questions with my feet up
Flip through forever like a thrift-shop book I bought
Yeah
The whole shebang in a teacup
Infinite pressed in a weekday
If it all adds up or it breaks up
I’m still here breathing in the halfway

Maybe nothing’s broken
Maybe nothing’s fixed
Every law already written
Still the colors mix

So I pour one more
Watch the ripples swing
If this is all there is
It’s a pretty wild thing (oh yeah)

It’s the whole shebang in a teacup
Big bang trapped in a small thought
All these heavy questions with my feet up
Flip through forever like a thrift-shop book I bought
Yeah
The whole shebang in a teacup
Infinite pressed in a weekday
If it all adds up or it breaks up
I’m still here breathing in the halfway

Shebang in a Teacup

Love Season

Piano In The Dark

Southern Living

108 °

Soul Purpose

Around 12:15 AM

Tomorrow Today

Just To Be Loved

Keiko Matsui - Safari [LoudTronix.me]

D.C. saxman, saxophonist, and entertainer Brian Lenair, returns with an exciting new single, the title track from his forthcoming album, "Silky Soul." Produced by Chris “Big Dog” Davis. www.brianlenair.com

Commercial Directed & Written by Sandy Shore; Voiced & Produced by Dave DeAndrea for SmoothJazz.com Global, 2019.

Silky Soul

Brian Lenair : Silky Soul

Just To Be Loved

Al Jarreau

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