Jazz

Acoustic guitar, blues voice and life character

Bigger Than You Realise

Blue-Tinged Reverie drifts like a half-forgotten memory, steeped in melancholy but edged with beauty. The track leans slow and spacious, its rhythm carrying a quiet ache rather than urgency. The female vocalist sings in a husky, low register that cracks just enough to show the weight she’s carrying, her delivery conversational in places, almost like she’s talking to herself in the dark. As the chorus blooms, her voice widens, still restrained but glowing with the resilience that comes from living through sorrow. The production is warm and analog-rich, with textures that ripple like reflections in water, creating an atmosphere that feels both immediate and distant. It’s a soul-blues meditation on memory, longing, and the strange comfort of sadness when it’s shaped into song.

Blues-Tinged Reverie

The Rubber Meets The Road

Gangsta’s Paradise (1960’s Blues)

Lose Yourself (1970’s Soul)

Maroon 5 - Payphone (1950’s Soul Remix)

50 Cent - Candy Shop (1960's Motown Soul AI Cover)

Usher - Yeah! (1960's Motown Soul AI Cover)

Smells Like Teen Spirit (1950's Soul)

Heartless (1960' Soul)

In Da Club  (1970's  Soul Noir)

Dead & Gone ft. Justin Timberlake (1950’s Soul)

Nasty Girl (1960s soul)

Eminem - Without Me 1950s Motown Soul AI Cover

Eminem - Not Afraid 1960s Motown Soul AI Cover

Nelly - Hot In Herre (1960's Motown Soul AI Cover).mp3

Fat Joe  Lean Back (Sould Out 70s AI Cover).mp3

Eminem  The Real Slim Shady (1950s Motown Soul AI Cover).mp3

Chris Brown - Gimme That (1950s Motown Funk).mp3

LAST DRINK AT THE BLUE ROOM

(tempo: 72 BPM — slow lounge groove, soft drums, Rhodes + upright bass, muted trumpet, faint clinking glasses, tape hiss)
(mood: closing time, weary tenderness, acceptance)

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[Intro – ambience]
(glass clinks, quiet chatter fades, soft trumpet line drifts)
Blue light on the bar,
rain’s reflection on the jar,
I’m still here,
and so are you —
in every song I can’t undo.

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[Verse 1]
Bartender’s tired, the mirror’s dim,
old jazz plays — the vinyl’s thin.
Every stool remembers hands,
that prayed for love, or one-night plans.

Smoke curls like forgotten names,
fingers trace the counter’s veins.
I whisper to the glass instead,
“for all I lost, and all I bled.”

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[Chorus]
Last drink at the Blue Room,
where silence fills the tune.
We toast to ghosts and shades of grace,
to what we tried, but can’t erase.

Last drink at the Blue Room,
the night forgives too soon.
Between the hum and morning’s sigh,
I leave, but I don’t say goodbye.

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[Verse 2]
The jukebox hums its final plea,
an out-of-tune apology.
Your laugh still echoes through the door,
I raise my glass — once, no more.

The neon buzz becomes a hymn,
the world outside grows faint and thin.
I taste the past, it burns then fades,
like blues in seven minor shades.

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[Bridge – muted trumpet solo + whispered vocal layer]
Soft light, slow time,
I’m fine, I’m fine…
the groove don’t end, it just hides inside.

(falsetto echo: “mmm… blue room… stay…”)

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[Final Chorus – slower, fading]
Last drink at the Blue Room,
I’ll hum your name till noon.
If heaven ever plays this song,
it won’t sound right when I’m gone.

Last drink at the Blue Room,
forgiveness in perfume.
The lights go dim, the record bends —
and that’s how every story ends.

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[Outro – ambient fade]
(sound of rain on the window, chair scraping, faint trumpet, needle lift)
(silence… then faint echo of a closing door

last-drink-at-the-blue-room.mp3

Jazz

Cesar Pellerano 1