nice and relaxed mood..Frank Zappa did these kind of songs every now and then.. really nice arrangement and playing!🎤🎹👌

just leave the bottle Bruce, I can get nicely stewed listening to this band and honkytonk piano playin👍 real nice

Late night smoke hung cheek-to-cheek dance feel

An excellent track Bruce. Highly entertaining....

nothing wrong/bad ending up in a honkly-tonk bar! Liked that image! Great vocals - love the rich harmonies supporting your lead vocal.  Sax or no sax, a mighty fine vision! with that organ interlude! Great job!

Bruce, this is such a beautifully crafted piece smoky, soulful, and full of heart ❤️ Jazzabilly feels like the perfect description. The melody is wonderful, and those backing vocals, organ, piano, give it such emotional depth.  There’s something so special about making music with family, it brings a kind of warmth you can’t manufacture. The organ solo standing in for sax is wonderful, can’t wait to hear the updated version if the sax comes through.  The Blue Room is a place I’ll happily visit again and again. 🎶

A very nice, relaxed blues groove with just the right touch of jazz. Excellent arrangement and instrumentation!

Your Mix 2

The World should care for the Children, they need a better present & a better futur... 

Lyrics & Vocals : Special Cecilia

Musicians Beatmakers, if you want you can remix this song adding some instrumental. 
The file is on Freedownload.
Let's Keep spreading positive vibes...

PRAY FOR THE CHILDREN

"Distanced" is a reflective ballad that captures the beauty and heartache of a long-distance relationship, drawing parallels with the infinite expanses of space, and the need for connection stifled by the realities of time and space. With spacey guitar tones and melancholic vocals, The Day Afters blend wistful lyrics with a modern indie sound. Perfect for late-night reflection.

Lyrics:
It’s the Distance - and the time we squandered, the days we found were- quickened.
A rhythm - as we break in two again, smash into ourselves - listen….   

If you want it - you get it - you get you let it go
When  you see it - it’s never what you’re looking for
You can dream - for more and more
What’s real is here, you feel it near - that’s yours

Absence - makes the heart grow fonder But my thoughts still wander - still with you
This system - demands you follow, Makes you swallow - puts us in this queue

If want it - you get it - you get you let it go
When you see it - it’s never what you’re looking for
You can dream - for more and more
What’s real is here, you feel it near - that’s yours

I Miss you - the earth is harder, the sun feels farther than it used to - and we’re just passing through

Trying to read you - I can't tell
Trying to reach you - No one’s there

Void Century

Distanced

The Crows of West Georgia Street

Dots of coal on the horizon
Gliding in the morning sun     
In the fountains and blossom trees
The crows of West Georgia Street
   
Rain or shine they’ve always been there
From the brickyard, they’ve come to share
Happy to see me, but they just don’t care
Those crows on West Georgia Street

Sleek and beautiful, rainbow black
Too smart for a cage, they always come back
They ease my pain by showing me
The point of life is just to be…..just to be

A tight knit murder; this family Crowe
Knowing well who’s friend or who's foe
Together forever like you and me
The crows on West Georgia Street

Sleek and beautiful, rainbow black
Too smart for a cage, they always come back
They ease my pain by showing me
The point of life is just to be…..just to be

Cover Art: Time, Space and Terrorism, Todd J McLean

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The Crows of West Georgia Street

The Crows Of West Georgia Street

The Night Fall

***COMING WED AUG 13, BLUE ROOM W/SAX & HAMMOND***
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The Blue Room – smoke and whisky and tears….

The original idea was a smoky, jazzy, late night club-for-lonely-hearts kind of thing.  But since my “jazz” piano always ends up honky-tonk, and I can’t seem to lose the backwoods in my voice, the final product – though still smoky & late night – is more lonely hearts beer joint than jazz club.  Jazzabilly maybe.  Redneck Blues. 
								
But there is a plan to give the song a little jazz credibility.  I play an organ solo mid-song that I actually wrote for saxophone.  I’m sending the song to my little brother, longtime Atlanta musician Herb Avery, who says he knows a sax player who’ll take it on.  So if Herbert can make that happen, I’ll upload the new version later.  If he can’t, I’ll be looking for a sax player out there.  And yes, for now I’m keeping the sax player pic posted, to remind me to get this done.

My daughter Julia helped out vocally on the choral refrain.

So here we go.  Come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.

The Blue Room (orig. version)

If there is a God

Cold Truth 140 BPM

Entre la peur et le courage que ferions nous si nous devions choisir un camp .
Between fear and courage, what would we do if we had to choose sides?

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Pour une vraie salope combien d'amoureuses
dont le crane rasé portait la croix gammée
sous les rires vengeurs d'une foule odieuse
d'un peuple libéré suant la lâcheté

Pour un patriote combien de collabos
ont fait sonner les cloches de la liberté
sombre chant d'amnésie ou douloureux échos
mais soufflé par un vent chargé de lourds secrets

pour une rébellion combien de soumissions
dans un pays rongé par les rats de l'histoire
ils ont crié leur haine à la libération
cela même dénonçaient les humbles de la gloire

Pour un juste oublié combien de faux héros
Justiciers de papiers bataillons d'aboyeurs
Fossoyeurs d'innocents vipères de bistrot
Résistant de la dernière heure

Moi qu'aurais je été en ces temps là
Qu'aurais je fait sauver mon âme ou ma peau
Lâche ou héros...

For a real slut how many lovers
whose shaven heads bore the swastika
under the vengeful laughter of an odious crowd
of a liberated people sweating cowardice

For one patriot, how many collabos
rang the bells of freedom
a dark song of amnesia with painful echoes
but blown by a wind laden with heavy secrets

for one rebellion, how many submissions
in a country eaten away by the rats of history
they shouted their hatred at liberation
that even denounced the humble of glory

For a just forgotten how many false heroes
Paper vigilantes Battalions of barkers
Grave-diggers of innocent bar vipers
Resistance fighters of the last hour

What would I have been in those days
What would I have done to save my soul or my skin
Coward or hero...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER  Février 2025

Lâche ou Héros TRANSLATED

LYRIC VIDEO :  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wlcw1ud7BXo
This is a song that came to me quite in Full on the evening of Christmas Day 2024 which was also the First Nite of Hanukkah 2024 at just around 11pm, Just like Magic. 
~ I do believe my beautiful late Mom may have had something to do with it ~ I've never had a song write itself practically in entirety so easily ~ Hope It Brings Hope ~~ & Yes ~ Magic !  
© 2025

The City of Magically

“ Colpi Dritti “  by Luke 

During Medieval & Renaissance days the fencing word..
“Colpi Dritti”…means: “Vadi blows from the right side used to defend one self” as the warriors had to do…

Just a fun experimental piece …

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Colpi Dritti”  by Luke

Luster of Midday

Smoke

Just a simple song for the lonely. Old fashioned human music for this modern age.

Lyrics:
I'm bringing you my honest confessional
I'm dying out here, don't you know?
I've been walking the internet at night
I don't know why I always fall for the tawdry
I always fall for the pills
I fall for your sweetest thrills
I'm dribbling down here at the end of the bar
Falling in
(falling in and out)
Falling in and out of love
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the corona eye
You know that I always lie

I could be anything you need
I could be that book that you've been working on...
A paperback. Dog eared and worn...
A book you put up on the shelf...
A book you read that changes your sense of self...
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the coronas' eye
The valley of the lonely...

The Valley Of The Lonely

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The Blue Room (orig. version)

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