Copy of 1. Two Cups of Blues

Dark streets. Dim lights.
A piano plays while the smoke curls upward.
This is “Two Sides” – Foss at his most noir.

Spoken groove meets jazz noir.
Trompeter og trenchcoats, elegante trusler, og en kvinne med røde hæler.
Et sted mellom Piaf og portvin.
Two sides to every story. This is one of them.

Two Sides

Blame Me

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Inspired by the epic, narrative rock of artists like Roger Waters, this track uses a sprawling, unconventional song structure as a canvas for a profoundly personal and true story: the story of Taavi.

It’s a journey that begins not with joy, but with fear. The story of two people, Fabien and Isabella, thrown into a storm of uncertainty after knowing each other for only half a year. Faced with shattered life plans and the most difficult choice imaginable, they wrestled with opinions, doubts, and the immense weight of a life hanging in the balance.

The struggle continued through a harrowing 48-hour birth in Kassel, a testament to a mother's strength, ending in the cold, clinical light of an operating room. But out of this trial, a new world was born. This song is about that very moment. About the surreal contrast between chaos and peace, between despair and an overwhelming love. It's a raw, lyrical tribute to choosing life when it's hardest, and to the small, perfect boy who arrived and turned everything upside down—making his parents crazy, happy, and completely in love.

This is the narrative of being brought back to life.


Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Darling, darling
What is wrong with us?
The life that we had planned
Is now all gone

[Chorus]
What is the new life
Of a child that never was?
What is the shelf life
Of two strangers' love?

[Chorus]
Fabien, a man
Bella, girl

[Verse 2]
The fear, it crept right in
When our plans fell down
We latched onto that vision of destruction
Attracted by
The peeling away of feeling
The great divide
Of the unborn child
The choice

[Chorus]
Fabien, a man
Bella, girl

[Chorus]
Fabien, a man
Bella, girl

[Verse 3]
And the hours, they passed on by
For two days
The final decision
Was not enough
And there in the bright room
Warm and clean
The little one cries and breaks the screen
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sun-dried
Down to the very last breath

[Chorus]
But then what was so wrong with us?
Why are we so out of touch?
The heart then said
Excuse me friend
This little one has
Brought us back to life

[Chorus]
Brought us back to life
This child has brought us back to life
Brought us back to life

[Bridge]
We watched
Tragedy unfold
We did as we were told, body and soul
It was the hardest choice on Earth
But then it was over
We, you and I, we let our old plans go
We let our last few jars of worries go
And somewhere out there in the stars
A brand new life would start
Five, four, three, two, one
A life begun
A life begun

[Outro]
This little child has brought them back to life
Brought them back to life
No tears to cry
No fear inside
This little child has brought them back to life
Brought them back to life


When I saw Taavi's name
On the small card at the hospital in Kassel

Brought back to life

When I saw his name, I was absolutely transfixed

There he was, finally here

He was now a human being instead of some sort of

Nightmarish memory of the choice I almost made

Back then

Brought back to life

I felt relieved and ever since then I've felt happier about it
Because always before
Whenever I thought of him

I was torturing myself

Was there something else that I could have done?

Look at me, look at me, I'd rather live
I'd rather live with you

Always sort of worried me

And having seen him
And his name in the register, you know in the hospital there's a roll

Say there's a register in there with every

Back To Life

The Day We Found Each Other | Raw Acoustic Blues Ballad (Heartache, Hope & the Open Road)

The Day We Found Each Other is a raw unplugged blues song that tells the story of two lost souls who find solace on the road. Through stripped-down acoustic guitar, harmonica, and emotional vocals, the song captures themes of heartache, travel, and the search for inner peace. Inspired by the spirit of old delta blues and modern Americana, this track is perfect for fans of honest, soulful storytelling. Join two souls at an abandoned train station as they engage in an **honest conversations** about life's trials, discovering the strength in **togetherness**.  This **short film** captures their emotional journey, showing how **empathy** and **connection** can help navigate tough times. The video emphasizes the importance of **active listening** and understanding.

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The Day We Found Each Other | Raw Acoustic Blues Ballad (Heartache, Hope & the Open Road)

Ten women, ten stories, one truth: love isn't meant to last forever, and that's what makes it beautiful. From wine-soaked Tuesday afternoons to wedding dance floors, from exhausted surrender to empowered acceptance, these jazz-kissed pop confessions capture what women in their 30s and 40s really know about love's expiration dates.

Tired of trying

“They said the blues were six feet under. We’re still dancin’ on the dirt.”

Six Feet Above the Blues is a 15-track resurrection of grit, ghosts, and grit-your-teeth redemption. Born from rusted strings, roadside sermons, and moonshine confessions, this debut album blends Southern Gothic storytelling with boot-stomping energy and the haunted soul of outlaw folk.

Through swamp fog and shotgun sermons, you’ll meet:

A hollow-eyed preacher who barters salvation in shadows

A hellhound more loyal than any man

A banjo cursed with blood

And a narrator who swears “God Don’t Ride Shotgun”

Whether it’s the eerie waltz of “Rattlesnake Waltz,” the foot-stomping fury of “Train Don’t Stop for Sinners,” or the rowdy last call in “Ashes in the Ale,” this record walks the line between sin and salvation — and leans hard toward the former.

Fueled by banjo, bowed bass, gang vocals, and enough smoke to choke a saint, this is music for the outlaws, the almost-gone, and the ones who never stayed buried.

🪕 Come raise a glass with the damned — you’re only six feet above the blues, after all.
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Lantern in the Fog

Lyrics:

I found a map in the stars tonight
But it led me nowhere
Just dim light
Every road was you
Every turn was blind

Do I follow the pull
Do I stand still
You’re the only gravity I feel

Lost in your eyes
No need to be found
World fades away
No up no down
Lost in your eyes
It’s where I’ll stay
No path
No plan
Just drift away

Your gaze
A maze
No end in sight
A riddle wrapped in velvet twilight
No escape
But I don’t even fight

Lost in your eyes
No need to be found
World fades away
No up no down
Lost in your eyes
It’s where I’ll stay
No path
No plan
Just drift away

Every blink’s a door I’ll never open
Every tear’s a word you’ve left unspoken
I’d stay forever in this ocean

Lost in Your Eyes

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The return to one. 
One life 
One love 
One world. 
The life  
Of a tree 
Standing 
And free 
Come and see 
The light in me. 
Do or do you 
Not believe? 
The proof is  
In the air 
Your breath 
You don’t have 
To stare.

One Life

Intimate.  Addictive. This is the darkness you can’t resist.

We’ve been working on this record for almost two years – and now it’s finally here: “Devil” has been born.
But this album is nothing like anything we’ve done before. Dark, cryptic, yet strangely catchy – a sound that mixes our roots with pop culture fragments, hypnotic songwriting, and a touch of madness.

It’s by far our most experimental project, maybe even the most mainstream thing we’ve ever created. And still, it’s undeniably us – raw, uncompromising, layered, like a mirror of the darkness in our time.

This album is more than just music. It’s an invitation:
A dance between desire and downfall, a ritual between shadow and light, a voice pulling you into the unknown.

And here’s the best part: “Devil” is only dropping on SoundCloud. Nowhere else. No streaming platforms, no physical release. Just here.
It’s our little gift to the community that’s been with us all along.

We hope you’ll love it as much as we do.
Because for us, this isn’t just another chapter –
it might just be the best thing we’ve ever done.

Let yourself be tempted. Step inside.

Prince of Lies

alt-Pop, Downtempo, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Lounge Pop, Pop

white tights (pippa’s version)

Listen to the full Playlist soundcloud.com/chilloutify/sets/dark-hard-blues-rock-instrumental-haunting-guitar

Ash Tones

A cinematic, acoustic memoir of Southern twilight. Across 11 tracks, it weaves porchlight intimacy with gospel grit, blending Chicago blues, Motown warmth, and folk storytelling into a cohesive emotional arc.

Fade to Honey - Soul Bonus

Soul in My Pocket

Rust & Roses

Cotton Road Lullaby

Back Porch Hallelujah

I once let fire live inside me,
Let love melt through my chest.
Now all that’s left is silence,
And ice where hope once slept.

They said “feel, don’t run away”
But feelings dug the grave.
So now I sleep beneath the frost,
In the cold I learned to crave.

I buried all your words in snow,
Each one a blade turned blue.
I tried to scream your name out loud,
But it froze halfway through.

This chamber holds the echoes,
The ghosts of things unsaid.
A mausoleum for my trust,
A shelter for the dead.

You think I’m distant,
But I’m just preserved.
Cryogenics of the soul
Pain expertly conserved.

My heart is a frozen chamber
No warmth gets in, no lies get out.
Every beat, a cracking glacier
Screams of ice beneath the doubt.

My love was a storm once burning
Now it’s silence in disguise.
You thought I’d heal by feeling…
But this cold is how I survived.

I’m tired of pretending I want the sun,
When I only trust the night.
I’m not waiting to be rescued
I’m just done with losing fights.

No “closure,” no forgiveness.
No flames will reach this tomb.
You had your chance to warm me
Now this frost becomes my truth.

Mi corazón no late,
Solo cruje en el dolor.
Una cámara sin ventanas,
Donde se ahogó el amor.

My heart is a frozen chamber
Not broken, just refined.
Forged in frost and loneliness,
A fortress built in time.

You said “I miss who you were,”
But that version died alone.
And this glacier in my chest?
Is safer than a home.

I DON’T FEEL…
I ENDURE.
YOU DON’T LOVE…
YOU LURE.
SO NOW I LIVE
IN SILENCE AND STEEL

Where nothing touches,
And nothing heals.

Frozen Chamber

A quiet morning, two mugs cooling on a scratched table. No words needed. Fingerpicked blues meets gospel harmony – warm, dry, and honest.

Two Cups of Blues

A smile on loan. Flirty, ironic, late-night diner vibes. Lipstick-stained receipt, gospel backing, bittersweet charm.

Smiles on Credit

One man, one sax, one rainy street. Smoky, narrative, male lead with gospel chorus. A story told in breath and brass.

Copy of 1. Two Cups of Blues

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