the dark side

Love To Leave The Game

just let me down

It does feel a bit creepy, doesn't it... exactly the intention.

If you know Alicia... call me.

What was her name again?

This is a special song.
The feeling that the song should convey was immediately clear.
The subs (basses) add an extra touch.

I'm really satisfied with the end result.

Got to let you know

Some Simple Thoughts

Stalker+ (would not recommend it)

Stalker 2.0

Read Between The Lines

A sad story, with an uplifting end.
This is te Englisch version of the original song "Sinterklaas".
Hope you enjoy it.

My Car And His Train

Tango Seduction Odyssee

His Name Is Band,

In the gritty streets of 1950s America, LA, where smoky jazz clubs and dark alleyways hide secrets, there’s one man who knows every trick in the book—Band, a sharp-witted private investigator with a taste for the finest liquor, a weakness for beautiful women, and the kind of rugged good looks that turn heads wherever he goes. Armed with his trench coat, a relentless drive, and an ear for the city's rhythm, Band navigates a world of femme fatales, shady deals, and shadowy figures lurking just out of sight. But in a city where everyone has something to hide, even Band has his limits. This is his story—a noir mystery that plays out like a melody, set against the pulse of a city that never sleeps.

My Name Is Band

This is my interpretation of a tormented mind.
Artwork by Enrique Bancalari
https://unsplash.com/@enriquebancalari

---lyrics---
“I could call you a prophet
But I wouldn’t want to do it right now
I could call you a saint
But I wouldn’t want to call it that just yet

You appear in my dreams
You appear in my worst nightmare - and then,
Nobody hears my screams
There’s not a soul alive who feels my fears
I will call you my angel
My inner circle
My everything I know
Please now leave me
It’s getting worse I feel it in my soul

I could call you a prophet
Please now leave me
I will call you my angel
It’s getting worse I feel it in my soul
I could call you a prophet
Please now leave me
I will call you my angel
Please now leave me
I could call you a prophet

Please now leave me
I could call you a prophet
Please now leave me”

I Could Call You A Prophet

I use synths, keys, an old guitar and occasionally my voice, or that of friends.
Knee cymbals turned out to be quite useful, just as beautiful samples do.

Anyway, anything is allowed and possible, as long as it brings the desired result.

I want to have explored all styles at least once someday.

And I hope you enjoy it in the meantime.

the dark side

Bert Stroobant