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My Darlin

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CSI have been thoroughly examining the crime scene. They had come up with nothing strong enough to work on, until they stumbled upon the one piece of evidence they knew would catch the Killer.
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A rhythmic, dark and driving electronic instrumental with electric guitar.

Smoking Gun - single

Smoking Gun

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Kim K Album
Written, Composed By Andrae Baskerville
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered @ Baskerville Music Inc.
Huntsville, AL.
2022-2023

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Postcards in the Rain (Her) 🌧️💌
Hey everyone, I'm so glad you decided to click play on this one. This the female version of the song with the same name~ there is a "He" version.

This version, Postcards in the Rain, feels like a very honest, quiet moment I needed to share. It sits in that sweet spot where a simple Chillhop beat meets a tender, cinematic melody. It’s carried by those catchy, loopy chords and a smoky mezzo vocal that tries to tell a secret in the middle of the night.

The Heart of the Song
This song is just me sitting in the stillness, trying to figure out how to miss someone gracefully. It’s about being stuck in that beautiful, messy place where the world moves on, but you just can't.

The Intimacy: The verses set the scene at two a.m. with the kettle humming. It's about those small, painful anchors: the sweater on the chair, the dust lines you trace. My heart won’t learn; it keeps flipping through those pages that still burn.

The Confession (The Chorus): This is the central, sincere admission: I’m still writing those postcards in the rain. It’s the words I never dared to say when I had the chance. Watching them bleed and blur is sad, but I realize "maybe love's a water stain"—it's permanent, even if the edges are soft and fading.

The Reflection (The Bridge): That low-key spoken word section is where I'm most vulnerable. I admit I still hum your song that skips on the last chorus. The world outside forgets our steps, but I still dance in the mess. It's the simple truth: I stay the same, sending postcards in the rain.

Thank you for giving this quiet piece of my heart a listen. It means the world to me that you let me share this with you.

Please listen when you need a gentle moment, and I hope this finds you well.

And oh, please listen to the guy's version as well~ *Winkies and kisses* 

Postcards in the Rain (Her)

Mmm… midnight’s still awake
Your shadow knows my name

Curtains move like they can breathe
Candlelight folds over me
Every thought turns into touch
Every word becomes too much
We don’t rush, we just sway
Let the silence have its way

Your voice slides low, my heart replies
No need to talk, no need for why

Whisper slow, let it flow
Every heartbeat tells me so
Whisper slow, don’t let go
We got nowhere else to go
Whisper slow, body close
Love’s the language no one knows

Vinyl crackles in the room
Time dissolves like perfume
Every second stretched in gold
Every breath we never told
We don’t need to make it right
Just another endless night

Your voice slides low, my heart replies
No need to talk, no need for why

Whisper slow, let it flow
Every heartbeat tells me so
Whisper slow, don’t let go
We got nowhere else to go
Whisper slow, body close
Love’s the language no one knows

Outside rain begins to fall
Inside we don’t move at all
Every drop becomes our song
Holding on, holding on

Whisper slow, let it flow
Every heartbeat tells me so
Whisper slow, don’t let go
We got nowhere else to go
Whisper slow, body close
Love’s the language no one knows
Whisper slow… till the morning shows
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Mmm… midnight’s still awake


My Darlin

Kota Savia