A quiet journey in sound. Oud & guitar guide you like a compass through gentle moods—sometimes solo, sometimes sharing the same line—always warm, close, and unhurried. Think evening light, soft steps by water, and conversations that breathe. Perfect for reading, late coffee, or letting the room exhale.

Strings in Compás (Oud & Guitar Instrumental Lounge Fusion)

A soft rain finds the courtyards of Granada. The oud speaks in warm, unhurried phrases; the guitar answers like light on wet stone. Small echoes, quiet smiles, and the hush that comes after the first drops. It feels like walking slow under arches, listening to the city breathe. Put it on for reading, late tea, or a calm evening—when the rain is part of the room.

Rain Over Granada (Jadaka al-Ghaithu)

A gentle, flowing instrumental that carries the grace of the old Andalusian song Lamma Bada Yatathanna.

This is a warm and acoustic reimagining of a timeless piece. The oud and nylon guitar guide the melody, while qanun and ney reply with delicate touches. The rhythm stays faint and distant, giving space for the music to breathe. It moves with the calm sway of lantern light in a courtyard at night - rising, falling, and lingering with quiet beauty. Close your eyes and let it drift, as if time itself has slowed to listen.

Andalusian Grace - Lamma Bada Yatathanna

This track is a journey piece. A clear, memorable theme leads from the first bar, patient and sure. The strings answer like friends on a long walk, passing the tune back and forth while the rhythm keeps a calm stride. Small swells arrive like landmarks and each one says keep going. Set your bearing and move. The melody begins as a soft thought, then firms into a line you can follow. Each return feels like a step that lands right. It gathers strength by repeating what matters and trimming what does not. You hear resolve, not rush. The strings guide, the pulse steadies, and the horizon comes closer. When it settles, there is open air ahead and a quiet pride in choosing your own way.

Where I Set My North · Strings and Compass

This track is made for slow, attentive miles. The kind of walk where you notice light on walls, wind on your face, and the sound of your own breath. It does not hurry you. It gives you space. The pulse is gentle, the edges are soft, and the music invites your thoughts to line up and settle. On a mindful-walk playlist, it works as a centering piece. Steady enough to keep you moving. Calm enough to keep your mind clear.

“Where the Sand Remembers” opens in stillness. Oud alone, close and unhurried, shaping a line that draws the ear inward. The violin joins as a quiet companion. At times it shadows the oud in near unison. At times it answers from a step away. The dialogue reads like thought and counter-thought rather than call and command.

The middle section widens in small circles. Nylon guitar stays in the background with soft arpeggios that color the air without pulling focus. Short pauses let the melody settle. When it returns, it carries a touch more light, as if the horizon has moved closer.

Near the close, a subtle percussive layer arrives, felt more than heard. It does not shift the character or the pace. It simply lifts the final phrases so the last cadence lands with quiet certainty. The oud states the closing idea plainly. The violin holds a warm line above it. The piece exhales rather than stops.

EMOTIONAL DELIVERY

Reflective rather than sad. Movement without urgency. Clarity without push. It is the sound of walking with your thoughts and finding they have started to walk with you.

Where the Sand Remembers · Quiet Oud and Violin Reins

This piece moves like a measured walk. Every phrase feels deliberate, yet never heavy. The oud begins with a steady line, tracing a shape that unfolds in small arcs before resting again on familiar ground. The violin joins softly beneath, more shadow than echo, rounding the edges of each turn. Together they breathe at the same pace, letting space do the talking.

The rhythm follows the quiet heart of Soleá por Bulerías beat cycle that holds motion without insistence. It carries the listener forward with a sense of even ground, like a path already known. Nothing urges the step; it’s the journey of presence rather than distance.

In tone and texture, Small Distance sits warm and near. The sound feels close, almost tangible, as if recorded from across a quiet courtyard. It holds the poise of reflection without sadness — a soft conversation between resolve and calm.

Small Distance belongs to the same quiet continuum as Letters Without Ink and An Equestrian Farewell, but it opens a lighter space between them. It is not about departure or arrival, only the calm found in continuing.

Small Distance · Oud and Violin in Quiet Soleá por Bulerías

This track is inspired by the timeless song Zourouni Koulla Sana Marra (“Visit me once every year”) by the revolutionary Egyptian composer Sayed Darwish. The original is known for its timeless melody and poignant lyrics; It's a quiet dialogue between longing and grace that still resonates across cultures.

In this reimagined instrumental interpretation, the oud speaks first, close and warm, setting the tone like a doorstep conversation at dusk. The violin joins as a second voice, curious and emotional, weaving in and out of the oud’s phrases as though remembering a familiar story. The guitar keeps a soft, steady pulse through understated arpeggios, while brushed percussion outlines the heartbeat of a gentle four-beat walk.

Throughout, flamenco influences tease the melody’s journey- a hint of zambra glow, the soft pulse of tangos, and the poised sway of soleá por bulerías near the close. These flavors drift through the piece like passing moods, guiding the listener without ever overtaking the stillness at its heart.

This is not a performance meant to dazzle, but a meeting between two musical worlds. The melody speaks as if at a doorway- graceful, nostalgic, and assured. By the closing cadence, the air feels calm and near; the visit complete.

Perfect for reflective playlists, quiet evenings, or moments when memory needs space to breathe.

Zourouni Koulla Sana Marra · A Flamenco-Threaded Reimagining for Oud and Violin

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

Where I Set My North · Strings and Compass

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