I love Django Reinhardt’s mischievous version and Artie Shaw’s fiery take on this perfect classic. So, I grabbed my clarinet, my guitars, and tried to borrow a few licks from these two swing legends. Hope you enjoy it!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UUvCyxCF67o
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVpqAKipaaU

J'adore la version espiègle de Django Reinhardt et celle flamboyante d'Artie Shaw sur ce classique de circonstance. J'ai donc pris ma clainette, mes guitares et tenté de reprendre certaines phrases ces deux géants du swing

September Song

Skilled Waiter (Inspired by "The Atlantic City Waiter" by Countee Cullen

Pete's Downtown Cafe

Thank you for listening.
Instrumental Arrangement, Mastering / sdmk
(original shiradow song)
“A letter in sound— To My Dearest.” 🎧💫

To My Dearest  sdmk Version  (original shiradow song)

No LuV (ft. Zxphxr)

 A little whimsy; a little reflection to enjoy life even in the daily routine of life.

Daily Routine

Shadow Dancer

This track is about finding balance, having two themes that challenge eachother for transparancy, space and attention. In a classical setting. Hope you enjoy...!

Balance

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=qtr_c8u1_kA&si=BOPv2Eg95Ug-R7WW


 https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/album/2eDe2pN7si9AwmAsS2YWy9


https://music.apple.com/us/song/nuvole/1848638022



Nuvole.mp3

Drown in Your Games

[Verse 1]
Down by the water
I heard your voice low and strange—
fallen promises heavy as anchors
pulling me under your skin

Cigarettes burning like streetlight prayer
your hands stained with last night’s sins
I close my eyes but I can’t remember
every bruise that the silence begins

[Pre-Chorus]
You said love is just a game
but I keep drowning anyway
I still wait by the river’s edge
for the ghost of what you’ll never say

[Chorus]
It’s you only you—
dark as the tide that drags me through—
your shadow plays
a cruel refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Verse 2]
Satin dress cheap perfume
You wore it for me on a broken night—
television glow on faded walls
you laughed like a hymn in a funeral light

I traded heaven for your fake smile
I traded truth for your lies
but beauty’s a curse and you wear it so well
like a dagger tucked under your thighs

[Pre-Chorus]
You said love is just a game
but I keep drowning anyway
I still wait by the water’s side
though I know you’ll never stay

[Chorus]
It’s you only you—
dark as the tide that drags me through—
Your shadow plays
a cruel refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Bridge]
Down down deeper still—
the river hums it drinks its fill
I gave you my song you gave me chains
I gave you my breath you gave me blame
but oh how I love the pain—
it keeps me playing your games

[Final Chorus (softer haunting)]
It’s you always you—
ghost in the water pulling me through—
your shadow stays
a cursed refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Outro]
Down by the water
you never came
still I wait
still I drown
still I play your games

Drown in Your Games

This one is for all you Rock lovers out there... Listen close and maybe you will feel something that i did... Love this one. Its about the question we all ask sometimes, who will remeber me when im gone, where do all my trace go, Maybe we will all fade to nothing...Or maybe someone will carry our memories so that we dont just fade....

Enjoy

No Longer Here

[Verse 1] 
Who will open my closet one quiet day
Fold the shirts I wore when life felt okay
My shoes still standing by the door
Silent witnesses of all I lived before
Who will close my watch, turn out my light, wipe the dust off traces of my life
Will someone feel the wind like I used to feel
The sun on the table where time stood still

[Chorus] 
Who will clear my life when I’m no longer here
Who will find the letters, the dreams I left near
Who will call my daughter and tell her who I was
Who will hold my wife when the silence claws
And who will mend the hole I leave behind
How long till I fade from every mind

[Verse 2] 
Pictures fade and voices drift away
The laughter we once shared turns to grey
Names in phones become just lines
And the places I loved get lost in time
Will someone remember how my coffee smelled
How I walked in rain without needing to tell
Or will I just be another soul gone
A name once spoken, then forgotten on

[Chorus] 
Who will clear my life when I’m no longer here
Who will find the letters, the dreams I held dear
Who will call my daughter and tell her my name
Who will love my wife through the weight of pain
And who will fill the space I leave behind
How long till I fade from every mind

[Bridge] 
Maybe I’ll remain in a song, in the air, in a laugh that echoes from someone who cared
Maybe just a moment, but that moment’s mine
Cause I lived, I loved  and I left it behind

[Final Chorus] 
Who will clear my life when I’m no longer here
Who will follow the footprints that disappear
If someone listens close in the quiet and blue
Let them hear my heart 
Still beating for you
For Youuuu…


No Longer Here

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The Compulsive Obsession - Short Movie main theme. Now on Fetchflix

Octave Buzzkillington is a janitor during the day working at the new baroque ballroom in Washington D.C. and hiding a pianist virtuosity after the sun is down and the ballroom left to itself. He can only play one masterpiece. The last movement “Scherzando ma Vendetta” of the “Evil” Piano Concerto in CBD Flat Medium Rare Opus 666 decomposed by Syrel because the composer was smoking cannabis while composing that concerto. Unfortunately, Octave Buzzkillington is also a psychopath and kills woman on the younger side during the night. He cleans his mess perfectly and complete his compulsive obsession by practicing over and over the same music, the last movement of the “Evil” Piano Concerto in CBD Flat Medium Rare by Syrel which disappeared mysteriously when the East wing was demolished. Only the Scherzando ma Vendetta movement was found few years ago by Octave while cleaning the Steinway Grand of the ballroom. Will Octave be able to continue his sequential killing without being caught by the police before his president being convicted for felony? Noooo, he will get a grace from his president.

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. And for those who did not get it, Fetchflix TV is also fictitious.”

Music: Syrel
Photography: Meta AI

Musical Note: Better have 6 fingers in each hands, seven if you are lucky and hands 12 inches wide to play that one Mr. Rachmaninoff. Syrel likes to use the classical cliché and there are plenty of those in the piano repertoire. Some concertos, if not most, could be summarized into a 15 minutes masterpiece if you remove all the uninspired filling, arpeggios and repetitions. Nevertheless, I believe it sounds more like Chopin. What do you think?

The Compulsive Obsession

Sometimes, I post something of my own work but more and more often, I spend my time collaborating as part of Intact Sounds. Intact Sounds is Cyril Lazaro (France), Thierry Doualle (France) and I (Canada).