This Album Is maked by ARTIST: Whiskey Roses (Anamaria Shevchenko) Produced By: Qimer Kholo. Saxsaphone (Matee)


Cigarettes at Midnight

BLUESY LOUIS - The moon dropped a shoe Blues

Head Out of Town
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

Outside it is so gray
One more gray day like today
I see our lives going away
You know, we could go too
There is no reason that we stay

We could pack just a few things
Make some calls and get a cab
Head downtown and hop a train
Take some slickers for the rain

We'd watch towns going by
Look at mountains and the sky
In just an hour or two
Out of town just me and you
In just an hour or two
Out of town just me and you


[instrumental][instrumental][instrumental]

We could ride until the end
Stay wherever for a while
Take a walk and dine in style

Hop a plane and fly away
Always places one can stay
Take a chance and go to France
Stop in London just to dance
Avoid the rain and fly to Spain
Back in Paris on a train

Go to places where there's snow
Travel lands that we don't know
But one day, not far away
We'll curse the day we chose to go
Long enough being alone
Turn around and go back home

[instrumental][instrumental][instrumental]

We could ride until the end
Stay wherever for a while
Take a walk and dine in style

Hop a plane and fly away
Always places one can stay
Take a chance and go to France
Stop in London just to dance
Avoid the rain and fly to Spain
Back in Paris on a train

Go to places where there's snow
Travel lands that we don't know
But one day, not far away
We'll curse the day we chose to go
Long enough being alone
Turn around and go back home

go back home
go back home

[instrumental][instrumental][instrumental]

[outro]

Head Out of Town

Velvet After Hours is a late-night walk through cellar clubs, hotel bars, and station halls.

The Long Coat

Bridges-Kammerorchester موسيقى الرقصة الأخيرة من فيلم الراقصة والسياسي عزف اوركسترا

The Heart of the Machine

Bossa Nova's Survival's Art

Made "Peace Matters More (The Only Wish Worth Making)" last summer, as a birthday wish prayer song kinda thing... EPx7 flows Indie ❯ Burlesque ❯ Jazz ❯ Dub 🕊️🎶

Cover art #peace disclaimer: 
this is not an afro style cover ❨ it's a dandelion wish blower ❩ 🌬️ #makeawish 

@banasutra #lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, hi, between you and me
Birthdays don’t mean much, honestly
But I’ve got a wish I can’t keep in
So I’m letting it out, soft but clear within

Not for things, not for praise
Just one truth I feel these days

[Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
Not power, fear, or hush
No mask, no game, no war disguised as law
Just peace that grows from trust
And honest is always a must
In my book of joy, that’s what matters more
Yeah, peace matters more.

[Verse 2]
If you’re cheering on cruel men in suits
Twisting lies into law like forbidden fruit
If you still think silence means you’re wise
Then you might be mistaking peace for disguise

I won’t fight… but I won’t pretend
I choose peace that doesn’t bend.

[Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
Not power, fear, or hush
No mask, no game, no war disguised as law
Just peace that grows from trust
And honest is always a must
In my book of joy, that’s what matters more
Yeah, peace matters more.

[Bridge] 
It takes courage to ask
Humility to hear
To reach through the awkward
Instead of disappear
So if you’re unsure, just knock on the door
’Cause peace don’t bloom when we keep the score.

[Final Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
No echo chamber hush
No gaslit grin pretending not to see
Just peace that grows from trust
Where curiosity’s enough
To build a better “we”,
That’s what matters more to me. 



[04] Peace Matters More - GROWsutra Gipsy Circus BURLESQUE

Smoke & Honey is a love letter to the golden age of American soul and blues — a journey through smoky bars, quiet mornings, city nights, and redemption hymns.
Spanning the grit of 1950s Chicago blues, the fire of 1960s gospel-soul, and the tenderness of 1970s singer-songwriter warmth, this album traces the road from heartbreak to healing with unfiltered honesty.

Every track is steeped in analog warmth and human imperfection — upright bass hum, tremolo guitars, Hammond swells, and voices that sound lived-in and real.
From the sultry swing of “Barefoot in the Kitchen” to the reflective grace of “Goodnight, My Soul,” this record moves like a story told across decades — where love, mercy, and resilience all live in the same chord.

OGS My way jazz version.mp3

Operation Grand Slam