This song addresses social, economic, and environment injustices around the world, focusing primarily on how the ultra-rich keep taking and resenting any suggestion that they should give more. This is a social protest song written and produced in a moody blues style.

It's a Crazy World

When the lights fade and the streets go quiet, the sax cries where words can’t. “No Light Tonight” is a smoky soul-blues confession — stripped to piano, sax, and drums, with a voice that carries both grit and tenderness. It’s haunting, heavy, and timeless, written for those late nights when love drifts away like haze in the dark.

No Light Tonight

Between the beats

“Midnight Rain” is a classic soul ballad — slow groove, heartfelt vocals, and the sound of rain washing away the weight of the night. Inspired by late-night loneliness and the hope that storms always pass, this track blends warm Rhodes keys, smooth bass, gospel harmonies, and a touch of vintage strings. Close your eyes, turn it up, and let the rain take you away.

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Midnight Rain

(Intro)
Let's find a world that's fresh and new, something more than what we've been through, I know it's what my spirit wants, and I hope it's what your heart does too.

(Verse 1)
Our time on earth isn't guaranteed, so I choose to be more than just a friend, I feel a magical connection we can transcend, if we just let our cautious walls mend.

(Pre-Chorus)
So is romance just a temporary fire, or an endless and enduring desire?, I'll give you everything that I possess, if you'll just dare to answer me with yes.

(Chorus)
Is passion just a physical design, or the sacred bridge where our two souls align?, Tell me what your perfect evening holds in view, 'cause I want to build that world just for me, just for you.

(Verse 2)
We'll cook a meal by candle glow, with quiet words and wine that flows, then dance beneath a ceiling made of stars, and heal each other's hidden scars.

(Bridge)
Just skin on skin in a shared embrace, completely lost in time and space, we'll greet the sun with morning light, and fall back asleep holding on so tight.

(Outro)
You'll wake to breakfast made for you, with sticky syrup, sweet and new, no napkin needed in our bed, I'll taste the essence of our love instead, yeah I'm a passionate partner, through and through, and I want to have it all with you.

(Pre-Chorus Reprise)
So is romance just a temporary fire, or an endless and enduring desire?, I'll give you everything that I possess, if you'll just dare to answer me with yes.

(Chorus Reprise)
Is passion just a physical design, or the sacred bridge where our two souls align?, Tell me what your perfect evening holds in view, 'cause I want to build that world just for me, just for you.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025



Just For You

This new version revisits one of my earliest songs a raw cry from the working class still caught in a rigged game. It’s the same story, but with sharper edges and clearer eyes. The struggle hasn’t changed, but neither has the spirit. We’re still standing, still hoping, and still refusing to fold.

[Verse 1]
Rising before dawn, chasing our fading dreams
Working jobs that barely pays enough for our needs
Just enough to bring us back each day
Each morning's light calls us to the fray

Have we become their machines, doing their dirty deeds?  
So they can play as we struggle to meet our needs.  
The self absorbed acquire more than one could ever need,  
While the working class suffers with broken knees.  

[Chorus]

it's so much harder these days to make ends meet
the daily grind beats us down and we feel defeat  
but we push though the struggles to pay our next meal 
hoping tomorrow will bring cherished dreams real

[Bridge]

The game is stacked, we're mere tokens on its board,  
Racing 'round the squares, as our dreams are ignored.  
Just to spend what we earn on another round played,  
Stuck in this loop, while our hopes slowly  fade. 

[Chorus]

it's so much harder these days to make ends meet,  
the daily grind beats us down and we feel defeat  
but we push though the hardships to pay our next meal 
hoping tomorrow will bring cherished dreams real

It's time for change, for balance to be found,  
Let the privileged understand the struggle all around.  
Tighten their belts, share some wealth with grace,  
So families can live secure, in their rightful place.  

[Chorus]

it's so much harder these days to make ends meet,  
the daily grind beats us down and we feel defeat  
but we push though the hardships to pay our next meal 
hoping tomorrow will bring cherished dreams real


[Outro]

A  more balanced structure we need, not just for now,  
To inspire us all to continue and take a bow.  
When fairness is given, and justice is true,  
The game will feel new, and hope will ensue.

Stuck in the Game  (The Working Man’s Cry)

If Only

Straight Through My Heart

Tangled in the Sheets

4 Your Eyez Only by J. Cole but 1950's Soul AI Cover.

AI cover version made by 23XPD.

J. Cole - 4 Your Eyez Only (1950's Soul)

In the hush after the storm, the forest begins to breathe again.
Northern Soul: November Air is a collection of songs about that stillness — when the air clears, the work is done, and mercy feels like wind through pine.
Written and produced in the cinematic folk-soul language of THOCE, these tracks blend acoustic guitar, felt piano, brass, nyckelharpa, and strings into warm, human stories of endurance and grace.
Each song is a reflection of quiet strength: the sound of light returning to cold air, of hearts mending in their own time.
No grandeur, no noise — just the pulse of the North rediscovering its soul.
Listen slowly.
Breathe.
November air is enough.

The Last Gift of Flesh and Fire

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

It's a Crazy World

Dream Pop Productions