Sinister Serenade begins with a haunting minor feel, immediately setting a tone of melancholy and quiet despair. The track features a combination of electric guitar, ukulele, subbass, claps, choral pads, Rhodes piano, and additional piano layers, creating a rich but sorrowful soundscape.

At a tempo of 105.63 BPM and in 4/4 time, the track moves steadily, evoking the image of walking through cold, rain-soaked streets of New York on an autumn night. The third section of the piece introduces a cool arpeggiated guitar figure, panned to create a sense of movement and depth. Although the track maintains a single, melancholy emotion throughout, a shift in the middle introduces a hint of something more sinister, with subtle magical harmonies lifting the mood before returning to the somber melody.

The longing melody, which bookends the track, reinforces the feeling of solitude and contemplation, making Sinister Serenade an ideal choice for cinematic scenes that require a blend of sadness, quiet tension, and a touch of the supernatural.

Sinister Serenade

Mats Demotape

Alla dagar. ( 1994 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

them players gotta play....
but the rest of us  ....well, we struggle 
a little song about embracing limitations ..very rough and loose as expected... My aim is almost true...

Struggle with the Soloing

I got the rhythm                                                               
I got the rhyme                                                                
I got the freedom                                                           
I got the time                                                                   
I got the motive
Same for the motivation
No more excuses
Stop the wanting and the waiting
Whoa, oh, oh                                                                   
Play me some guitar hocus pocus                                     
Such a thrill, hear that Roxy Phil                               
I will lock, I will load                                                        
But I struggle                                                
Struggle 
Struggle with the soloing                                                            
Gotta perfect my Public Image, channel  Keith Levene 
Be like a Dr. Feelgood with that Wilko riff machine
I'll never be a Motorhead, I'm just a song surveyor
Following a fretboard to the land of the lead player
And Whoa oh oh oh
To me it’s all such hocus pocus
Feeling wary about Mr Berry
I am locked, I am  loaded
But I struggle
I struggle with the soloing

 Focus on the tone            
 The phrasing, stay in zone
 The hammer and the bend
 The learning never ends
 Gone solo on the wire            
 The map from fault to fire
 The effort’s everything 
 Focus, focus,                                            

The path to Kath, I’m just not finding it
Nor can I  Thunders pose my Rock n Roll or Hendrix those licks
BB, Al and Freddy, I gotta bow to those Kings
Their blue notes coloured coding inside everything
And whoa, oh no, all those sounds are just a hocus pocus
My fingers caged, how do I Beck or Page?            
The time is right 
But I struggle
I struggle 
Struggle with the soloing 




Struggle With The Soloing

J'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous mon morceau - Parcmètre

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/XB7ExqJ2uG8
Et ici sur toutes les plateformes numériques :
https://music.imusician.pro/a/979VpasW/

Issu de mon nouveau set solo  
Projet intimiste jazzy/rock/blues/funk/hiphop, qui jongle entre old school et modernité, 
porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique
Ici l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Parcmètre - Vidéo en description

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition 
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum 
 
This song began as one of Joe's, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani.
   Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group. 
  Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song. 
  It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though. 
  Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
  This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino (and Michele Ansani):
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers 
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure
And a catchy vibe and beat
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine

AI Sucks! (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

This is the only live-recorded ballad I can put up here from the first album of Stytz Syndicate.
Line Up:
Stytz                             : guitar/leadvocals
Michael Roth                : harmonicas/vocals
Günther Reger             : saxophone/vocals
Claus Wengenmayr     : keyboards/vocals
Benno Richter              : bass
Jörg Schäfer                : drums
Lyrics                            : Pee Gee
Album Cover-Painting : Joachim Scheffler

Many people in the audience that night became teary-eyed hearing this song. 
The band gave it their absolute best and Stytz sang with heartbreaking intensity.

Thinkin´of the years we spent
Together...you and me
Goin´thru a constant change of ups and downs
I remember when we fell in love
A world full of colors surrounding us
We were happy all the time

It´s so hard to bear when words get in the way
So hard to bear when nothing`s left to say
So hard to say ...I´m sorry, it´s too late
I just fail to understand why
Our love´s come to an end

So afraid of losin you
I made a big mistake
But I know I have to realize
The feelings are gone
I can never change your mind
You made your own decision
Tryin´to find a way 
Leadin` back to yourself

It´s so hard to bear when words get in the way
So hard to bear when nothing´s left to say
So hard to say...I´m sorry it´s too late
I just fail to understand why
Our love´s come to an end

Our Love´s Come To An End ,  Stytz Syndicate

DRUMAX PROJECT proudly present track 60 ... nomen est omen :-)
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DRUMAX // THE SIXTIETH

special thanks for their acapella to : Ashes and Dreams
Additional voice " On sight"  thanks to :  Deadbitctrosa.....

Lyrics : 
The truth sure likes to sneak up on you
Yeah, the truth sure likes to sneak up on you

You got jump-scared so bad in your waking hours
You thought you were seeing stars
The truth sure likes to sneak up on you

Gonna see it, gonna see it, gonna see it, gonna see it
Gonna hear it, hear it
Only when you’re not listening

Gonna hear it, gonna hear it, gonna hear it, gonna hear it
Gonna see it, see it
Only when you’re not looking

It’s the same from Winnipeg to California
Punishing your intuition in the corner
It’s the same from Winnipeg to California
Punishing our intuition in the corner

The clue stuck to the bottom of a shoe
The mud trail she tracked through the living room
Told you what you already knew

The truth
The truth sure likes to sneak up on you
Yeah, the truth sure likes to sneak up on you
Yeah, the truth sure likes to sneak up on you

THE TRUTH. 🎧. Feat  Ashes and Dreams

Lyrics:
She was wrong for me
I knew it from the start
I'm not very smart
I left a spare key under the mat
To my broken heart

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

My boss had an epiphany
When I was working at the mortuary
He said: Dig them holes faster!
"This business has no room for uncertainty!"

That may be
Oh, can't you see?
When I'm working for you
I just don't feel like I'm being me
When I'm working for you I ain't following my muse
And there she goes...
(There she goes!!!!)

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
Hey friends, won't you help me spread the news?

I get all my blues for free
Don't you know I'm so low I can't see?
A lousy day...
A lousy pay...
I'm a lousy lay...
I think I'm everything
That everybody say

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

One Step Ahead Of The Blues

Pattern

Distant Conversations — lo-fi café beats for deep focus. Warm tape hiss, soft drum grooves, and hushed neon ambience drift through rain-streaked windows—perfect for study, writing, or late-night sessions. Minimal melodies, gentle loops, zero distractions. Press play, settle in, and let the room fade while your mind locks in.

Espresso Break

Je me nomme Mathieu Torres et je suis par ailleurs guitariste et compositeur dans différents projets artistiques
(La théorie des cordes / M'Z / Matziz / Zhorhann/ The Diogenes  ...)

Ici l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains plus cosys, calmes et poétiques, jonglant entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique...