This is really beautiful Jamie... love your voicings

I looked this up in Webster’s - it said “somewhat melancholy, but utterly delightful with just the sweetest chord structure.”  Good old Webster’s - never lets you down.  :)

Gorgeous!  Such lush sounds and a smooth groove 👍🏻

Sweet atmosphere Jamie!! I love your walk on the keyboard!

This reminds me of summers long ago...Hazy,Happy and warm!

Both the US and the rest of the world will be influenced forever by tomorrow's US election.  This collection includes so many of my favorite musicians, who have joined me the last year, as we have felt together the unrest, the lies and deceit from our current Republican administration.  The world deserves better.

VOTE THEM ALL OUT

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"Digit@l Paradox" PT II

/ emergency broadcast / emergency broadcast / emergency broadcast /
/
— rollout, transmission, odyssey begins — 

the incoming age of melancholy:
not simply an era nor a season, but the endless twilight borne of every choice and every surrender,
woven from the threads of every generation’s longing—now, at last, unraveling before our eyes.

it begins as a hush—
not even silence, but something deeper:
the collective holding of breath as we pass through threshold after threshold,
unwilling—unable—to look back
at what still burns on the distant altars,
the cost we never counted,
the price we always assumed someone else would pay.

here, the mountains are made not of stone but of unsent messages,
unspoken apologies, unreached hands.
here is the valley of sacrificed afternoons,
where children chase phantoms,
where memory loses its shape under blue electric light,
where elders recall the scent of rain on pages, the music of patience.
here, the rivers are sorrow and the bridges are compromise,
some scorched, some crossed in regret,
most never rebuilt.

who are we, now, on this side of the threshold?
we—the bold, the bruised, the lonely inheritors of immeasurable plenty and exquisite emptiness—
we raise towers in tribute to unseen gods,
wireless cathedrals and temples that promise everything and deliver
only the ache of again, again, again
another update, another offering, another blinking vigil.

in the age of melancholy, every blessing is double-edged.
comfort comes yoked to numbness;
speed, to the erasure of slow becoming;
certainty, to the narrowing of all that is possible
and the slow extinction of wild hope.

“what did you give for this?” asks the old voice inside—
and we hush it with data, with noise,
with things that will never love us back.

our gods are many—everywhere, nowhere—
famous for a season, then discarded,
as fickle as the pulse in a liquid crystal display.
once, gods demanded faith, sacrifice, story and song.
now, they demand only attention—
bring us your tired eyes, your restless mind, your need to be known.
and in return, they give us chains so beautiful,
we praise them as gifts.

but beneath the wafer-thin bounty, the banquet of quick joys—
the shadow:
for every god installed, something sacred is displaced,
every new device arrives with its own silent requirement
that some part of us—ancient, slow, shimmering—must be left behind.

still, we are the ones who choose, trembling though we are—
again and again, at every threshold:
the altar, the new coin of the realm,
purchase paid in what cannot be replaced.

no one warned us that all this ease would cost us ourselves,
that to belong to the gods of now is to mourn what made us human—
the bruises, the breaks, the precious awkwardness of becoming.

what is melancholy, in this thunderous shadow,
if not the noblest form of remembering?
not a sickness, but a wisdom, a refusal to let the soul’s lost countries be overrun
without one last prayer, one last song.

let us be brave enough to mourn,
bold enough for the trembling joy in sorrow—
to sit by the ghost-lit ruins of intimacy and warmth and hope,
and refuse the command to forget.

for in this age, courage lies not in the conquest of new things,
but in the deep humility of honoring what is lost—
the quiet grace of looking back, and bearing witness,
and speaking to the brave few who will listen:

remember—
before the gods of upgrade and speed,
we danced in forests, we bled and healed together,
we built fires for each other’s warmth,
we told stories that did not sell,
and we were not ashamed to love slowly,
to grow bruised and then strong with time.

may we, the humbled .....
........4'000 characters.. there's more to it, sorry....

/ lyrics: fictionalive
/ music: a tiny excerpt of the epic mighty double dutch DJ Set
Kasheme's Local Digger Session w/ Murphy & Cavaliere Spruzzi (Save the Vinyl / monorecords)
https://soundcloud.com/kashemezurich/kashemes-local-digger-session-w-murphy-spruzzi-save-the-vinyl-monorecords

Odyssey begins - Age of Melancholy Incoming // The Last Custodians of the Old Music

Esta canción está basada en un riff de bajo que hizo mi hijo Adrián. En principio su destino era la banda que teníamos "Eléctrica Azul" y se ensayó pero no llego a generarse completamente. La retomé y compuse toda la instrumental. En cuanto a las voces, éstas son samples de uso gratuito que he generado para que se acoplaran bien al tempo y melodía de la canción. 
Para las guitarras he usado mi Duesenberg Palomo Red Sparkle.
Resto de instumentos con plugins. 
Daw: Cubase 14 Pro.
Masterizado con Izotope Ozone 11 Standard.
Gracias por escuchar.

In English:
This song is based on a bass riff my son Adrián wrote. It was originally intended for our band, "Eléctrica Azul," and it was rehearsed but never fully produced. I reworked it and composed the entire instrumental. As for the vocals, these are free samples I generated to fit the song's tempo and melody.
For the guitars, I used my Duesenberg Paloma Red Sparkle.
The rest of the instruments are plugins.
Daw: Cubase 14 Pro.
Mastered with Izotope Ozone 11 Standard.
Thanks for listening.

Canción de Adrián

So nice that my longtime collaborator friend @dough-factory has returned to SoundCloud after a break of a couple years! This is our first track working together since then and it came together in a really cool way. I was inspired by Ryan's electronic drums and bass to lay down some rhythm guitar as well as a few synth leads. Then he came up with some awesome lyrics/vocals that I think captures the vibe of this piece quite well.

Keep an eye out for more from us, we are thinking of pulling together a whole album or EP over the coming months.

Dive

Dance Hall

Hello everyone,
this is the second part – or rather, another chapter – of my musical theater project.
For this song, I’m lucky enough to be joined by Sarah Paradise-Brown, whose incredible voice gives this piece a very special depth.

"Blood" is a song about a seemingly hopeless love between a woman and a vampire. It tells a story of longing, danger, and the bittersweet realization that this love can never be fulfilled. Between attraction and pain, both struggle with the desire that binds them and the necessity of letting go so they won’t destroy each other. 



Blood

Your scent is moonlight on the wind
A promise wrapped in trembling skin
I hold you close, but not too near
For what I want is what you fear

You breathe like fire beneath restraint
Your touch is warm, your world is faint
And though your lips could steal my soul
I’d give you all, and not feel cold

You shine where I can never go
But still I linger in your glow
If love means letting go of fire
Then let us rise above desire

Blood is calling from below
Blood is more than I should know
Blood would turn the night to me
But love… wants more than destiny
Blood is silence wrapped in sound
But love is where we won’t be bound

I've tasted death in every shade
But nothing made me feel this way
You made the world turn soft and slow
And showed me things I’ll never know

You gave me truth without disguise
A world of pain beneath your eyes
But I can't live with what you are
Even love can’t cross that scar

I want you…
I know...
I need you…
But we can’t...
So hold me once, then let me go
Don’t drink the love we’ve come to know

Blood is beating like a drum
Blood is where we both came from
Blood could bind me to your name
But love is not a thing to tame
Blood may sing, may plead, may flood…
But not tonight, not with blood

If I must live without your flame
Then I will carry still your name
If I must walk into the day
I’ll dream you home some other way
Some love survives, 
survives in broken light
But not tonight…

Not with blood!


_______________________________
Credits:
Vocals: Sarah Paradise-Brown &  Axel Menningen
Music: Axel Menningen
_______________________________



Blood

Mac , music , lyrics , vocals
Scotty , lyrics , vocals
Shane , lyrics , vocals

Well the night’s effervescent and I’m on fire
Full of anti depressants to blunt my ire
Well aware of the presence of my desire
It feels very pleasant as I get higher
And I’m clad in a fashion to catch the eye
So why does everyone ignore me as I walk by
It would be a different story for a different guy
But I’ll never find the glory unless I try
So why do I lie so low 
Why don’t I let them know
Let them bask in the glow
Of my ghetto falsetto

Most are fucked up from the drugs they take,
and don't care to interrupt all the love I make,
but I can't quite erupt so, I'll simply fake,
and make believe
that I have climaxed, because all the noise
that keeps me far from relaxed and trapped in the void, 
I've always had a clean nose but perhaps I'll toy 
with singing in falsetto. 

These streets are full of cackles and high pitched screams
A ghetto manifesto haunting my dreams
Monotone narration to a story I know
A baritone ending won’t leave me alone
I’m not crazy it’s the world around me
I’ll deal with the shit eventually 
Then get past the truth I know
That I’m too low for ghetto falsetto

But it don’t mater how high or how low 
Unless you mean it nobody will know
All you need is the seed and the get go
Let go of the ghetto falsetto

Ghetto Falsetto

Prophantasia

RETROWAVE // A Few Greetings From The Eighties ...
@docfritz // All Musical Stuff, Rhythm Design, Perc., Cover, Mix & Production
Composed, Arranged & Performed by DOCFRITZ  
© 2025 // All Rights Reserved 

RETROWAVE

The Netherland's incredible Rients Draissma tears up our blues rock original Change It Up.   He's simply one of the finest guitar players we've heard, pushing sound, rhythm and harmony.   Check out Rients' superb jazz-rock fusion guitar and arrangements:  http://www.rientsdraaisma.com - his latest album Guitales is simply burning http://www.rientsdraaisma.com/shop-guitales/, and follows up on so many Tribal Tech and Weather Report influenced compositions:  https://soundcloud.com/rients-draaisma.  Also check out his iJam album, of heavy fusion burners.
I've been fortunate to have recorded a number of tunes with Rients, among some of my favorites here on SoundCloud. 

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Change It Up - Rients Draaisma / Jamie Rhind

A new blues rock original, We Need A Change.  Joined here by the super soulful vocals and lyrics of Annie Smart, and fine blues inspired guitar playing of Alec DeCaprio.   Annie's such a complete musician, having grown up in a truly musical family that has been carried on for generations.  She's now a choir director and piano teacher, and has created such great lines and harmonies to tell the story.  Alec's only 21, yet years ahead in his maturity and vision.  Follow these fine musicians and friends:
Annie Smart:  https://soundcloud.com/annie-smart-1
Alec DeCaprio:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2XvW8Za1u9oK-zp5Ni8a0g

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.

We Need A Change - Annie Smart / Alec DeCaprio / Jamie Rhind

Things are a mess.  We have to do better.  We need unity.

You're Tearing Us Apart

A 12/8 reflective original.  Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.  Stay low and distance

The Voice Of Reason

Complicit

Get Out The Vote.  Time for a big change.
Joined here on our soul jazz original with the formidable Georg Boehme on Bari sax and Les Thomas on guitar.  Follow these guys great playing and creating:
https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme
https://soundcloud.com/les_thomas

And thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.  Time for a change.

Get Out The Vote - Georg Boehme / Les Thomas / Jamie Rhind

Jazz/Fusion keyboard player, composer and producer.  Marketing, advertising, publishing and sales career.  Originally from Chicago, where I developed a strong appreciation for the blues and classical, and moved to New York, where jazz and the fine arts are so deep.  Key musical influences include Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock, Jimi Hendrix, Joe Zawinul and Weather Report, Chick Corea and Return to Forever, John McLaughlin and the Mahivishnu Orchestra, Stanley Clarke, Scott Henderson and Tribal Tech, Jeff Beck and Jan Hammer, Mike Stern, John Scofield, Pat Metheny, Emily Remler, McCoy Tyner, Bill Evans, John Coltrane, Jimmy Smith, Joey DeFrancesco, Larry Young, Buddy Guy, Santana and Earth Wind & Fire.   Former classical clarinet and piano player.  Unless noted, my music on SoundCloud was composed, recorded and performed using only keyboards.  An avid photographer.  Many covers here are my shots.  To see my photography look for Herbiejazz on Instagram or search for Herbiejazz on Google.  And a big thumbs up to SoundCloud and the SoundCloud community, and so many friends who have joined me to create.  Thank you all.

The Voice Of Reason

Jamie Rhind

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