The Moment... - Reýem
A moment that changes everything.

“The Moment...” is an intense sound painting - a song that takes its listeners on a deeply emotional journey. Gentle piano sounds and delicate strings open up the space for inner images, memories and feelings that have long been hidden.

But this moment does not remain quiet: Deep, vibrating bass and the raw grinding and scratching of guitars break in - unadorned, honest, powerful. Every note, every nuance gets under your skin and makes you feel the emotional moments with all your senses.

The powerful melody combines sensuality with strength, gentleness with depth - and creates a unique moment that touches, moves and resonates.

“The Moment...” is not just a song. It is a feeling.

The Moment...

didn’t get the invite?
cool.
they’re the ones missing out 🐍💅🏽

cold-blooded is a reminder that you’re not uncool just ‘cause someone else is cold 🍃

Cold Blooded is a power pop/indie pop anthem that came out of a moment that felt both ridiculous and real. I had a writing session the same day as a party I wasn’t invited to—thrown by people I once considered friends. I’d known about it for a while, but when the day actually came, it still stung. Instead of spiraling, I brought that energy into the studio, and the song poured out with my co-writers.

Produced by Nico Lapitino, the track is built on gritty, chugging guitars and layered with atmospheric textures. Cold Blooded balances punchy pop-rock energy with space to feel—it captures that blend of empowerment and vulnerability, feeling hurt but choosing to own it with confidence and bite.

This one’s for anyone who’s ever been iced out, betrayed, or underestimated—and came back stronger. A reminder that your time, presence, and loyalty are valuable. And anyone who doesn’t see that? Their loss.

Cold Blooded

I Feel Empty Inside

The woodchip, old atari, moths. 
Footsteps on the pavement.
The lemon curd, a kerb, sunny spots. 
A chip on my shoulder.
I can not list what I've forgot.
I was not reaching for the top.

You gave me the eyes to see?
You showed me the recipe?
There's a remedy for you.
Perhaps if you gave me clues.
Does any of this count for you?
Nothing I do is on you.
Learned the rules.
After school.

I, windchill. Long walks in the rain. 
High heels on the pavement.
A thunder storm, forgetting names. 
Laying down in the rain.
Not many start out with a lot.
It would be nice to have had a shot.

You gave me the eyes to see?
You showed me the recipe?
There's a remedy for you.
Perhaps if you gave me clues.
Does any of this count for you?
Nothing I do is on you.
Learned the rules.
After school.

Remedy

Samuel Yuri - Wolves (Official Lyric Version)

Dive into the hauntingly beautiful world of "The Ink Never Dried," a Southern Blues Metal masterpiece that blends the raw emotion of blues with the powerful intensity of metal. This track tells a story of unspoken words and unresolved emotions, capturing the essence of letters written but never sent. With soulful slide guitar melodies, gritty vocals, and a haunting blues melody, this song takes you on a journey through melancholy and resilience. Perfect for those who appreciate a mix of deep lyrical themes and powerful musical expression.

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Tauche ein in die faszinierend schöne Welt von "The Ink Never Dried", einem Meisterwerk aus Southern Blues Metal, das die rohe Emotionalität des Blues mit der kraftvollen Intensität des Metal verbindet. Dieser Track erzählt eine Geschichte von unausgesprochenen Worten und ungelösten Gefühlen und fängt das Wesen von Briefen ein, die geschrieben, aber nie abgeschickt wurden. Mit seelenvollen Slide-Gitarren-Melodien, rauen Vocals und einer eindringlichen Bluesmelodie nimmt dich dieses Lied mit auf eine Reise durch Melancholie und Widerstandsfähigkeit. Perfekt für alle, die eine Mischung aus tiefgründigen Texten und kraftvollem musikalischem Ausdruck schätzen.

The Ink Never Dried

I've always loved the Gertrude Stein quote 
“There ain't no answer.
There ain't gonna be any answer.
There never has been an answer.
There's your answer.”
I thought there might be a song in there somewhere.  When I came up with a chorus I was encouraged, but it took a while to turn it into a song.  Who knew that the piano would figure so prominently.

The Lyics:
You could be searching far and wide
At pretty great expense
Hoping to hear some magic words
That’ll finally make it all make sense

If you hear those words you will know the answer
And everything will work out fine
Nothing will ever be crazy again
Today was the very last time

I’ve heard it said that the answer’s out there
Hidden in plain site
Look hard enough and you might find it
On the other hand that might not be right 

I'm pretty sure 
There ain’t no answer
There never was
And never will be
That’s the answer, the whole damn answer 
And that’s ok with me

And if that's the only answer 
That we're ever going to get
We’re gunna have to find new questions
That we haven't asked quite yet 

Do you spend hours in meditation
Do you sit at the gurus feet
Has he shown you how to reach a higher plane
Is he the one that you were destined to meet

If he’s not, there’s always another
Out there in the great somewhere
Who’s knows the way to ever deeper places
If you find him he might take you there there

Are you quite sure that this is real
Is he worth everything you spent
So many gurus seem to misbehave
In ways you don’t expect from enlightenment    

I'm pretty sure 
There ain’t no answer
There never was
And never will be
That’s the answer, the whole damn answer 
And that’s ok with me

I'm pretty sure 
There ain’t no answer
There never was
And never will be
That’s the answer, the whole damn answer 
And that’s ok with me

I always wanted to know the what and how
Who and where and why
But when the questions are big enough
Answers are in short supply

I heard a while back that Gertude Stein
Proposed a different take on the grand design
Seemed clever - quite an insight 
It occurred to me that she might be right

I'm pretty sure 
There ain’t no answer
There never was
And never will be
That’s the answer, the whole damn answer 
And that’s ok with me

And if that's the only answer 
That we're ever going to get
Were gunna have to find new questions
That we haven't asked quite yet 

I'm pretty sure 
There ain’t no answer
There never was
And never will be
That’s the answer, the whole damn answer 
And that’s ok with me

There Ain't No Answer

Misunderstood

“Little Strange Town” paints a vivid lyrical portrait of a fading hometown—quiet, worn, and full of soul. With unpolished beauty and everyday poetry, the song tells of diners with three meals, off-key church bells, and streets that remember old stories.
Delivered with a dry, spoken-style vocal over a gritty bluesy groove, it’s less about nostalgia and more about belonging. A place that shaped you without asking, and still calls your name when the silence hits.


„Little Strange Town“ erzählt in klaren, poetischen Bildern von einem kleinen Ort, der nie glänzte, aber nie vergessen wurde. Die Lyrics beschreiben rostige Straßen, schräge Kirchenglocken, kleinstädtische Eigenheiten – und das Gefühl, irgendwo dazwischen verwurzelt zu sein.
Der Song verzichtet auf Pathos und klischeehafte Rückschau – stattdessen spricht er mit leiser Stimme über das, was bleibt. Ein Ort, der dich nicht loslässt, weil er dich geprägt hat, ohne viel Aufhebens zu machen.


Little Strange Town

Step into the soul of Sheffield with The Porter Song, the latest release from northern folk Trio Fallow and Fade. With raw harmonies, acoustic grit, and echoes of steel and river, this track captures the beauty and bruises of life along the Porter Brook.

Following their haunting debut Steel city ghost — a stripped-back tribute to Sheffield’s weathered walls, lost voices, and working-class pride — The Porter Song deepens the duo’s journey through the forgotten corners and timeless sounds of the North.

Porter

Tyrants

I write songs.  I'm not a performer any more than I need to be to have my songs heard once in a while. I hope that better musicians than I encounter my songs and decide to play them.  I just write songs to have them exist in the world. If the world likes them then the world can do with them what it will.  All these recordings are demos.  I've tried to make them as musically interesting as I can but they are all awaiting the skilled hand of someone who knows how to make songs shine.

There Ain't No Answer

Daniel Weinstein