When you've got to burn the midnight oil while staying cool, calm, and alert, try a cuppa Midnight Coffee.


An original composition, No AI, written MIDI to DAW

VST INSTRUMENTS: Synth, harp, acoustic guitar, piano, and basses set to hip hop beats using Studio Brush Kit & Lo-Fi Funk @ 70 bpm.

COVER ART by SUNNYBECK using AI-generated original images via DaVinci app and altered in Photoshop to create original CGI, including the Midnight Coffee type rendered as smoke.

© 2023 SUNNYBECK
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Midnight Coffee

Midnight Racing

For my father who left us a few days ago...he was a bass player and gave me the love of music and nature...I miss you so much and wish you a few more great performances in heaven... I miss you and your cheerful nature

Thinking Of You

'Electromonk Walks A  Long Road' Is a Fusion track and which I am very happy to say is my 500th upload to Soundcloud. Thank you to everyone who has supported me on this 'Long Road' and to all the players who have shared their immense talents with me on this journey. A journey which I am also very happy to say that is far from incomplete.
This version is now a remix and features Georg Boehme on Winds. Georg contacted me and asked if I would like him to add some wind parts to the track. Of course I was instantly in agreement and here now is the amazing outcome of Georg's addional work on the piece. You can find Georg's incredible catalogue here:https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme

Georg - All winds.  https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme
Alan - Composition and arrangement.All Keys and Synths, Drum and Percussion Programming, Bass, Brass and Strings

The Three Ps

Electromonk Walks A  Long Road

Electromonk Walks A  Long Road (Feat. Georg Boehme)

Tes yeux
Ta voix
Le son
De tes pas

Je me demande
Pourquoi
Je suis pas
Avec toi ce soir

Sans tes bras
Autour moi
On se vois plus
Je me sens nu

Je t'entends pas
Je t’écoute plus
Je n’en peux plus 
Je m’en fous

Je reste
Tu sors
Je me mens
Tu m’ignores

C’est qui
L’autre   
C’est moi
Ou le paramour

Regarde
Ton corps
Il est fixé 
Dans la photo du

Premier moment où
On se voit
Où on se touche
Où on s’entend 

Je la touche
Je la repare
Je la copie
Je la remplace
Connaitre toi
C’est le meme
De connaitre
Un corp mort

Echanger l’un
Pour l’autre
N’est rien
Que poursuivre la vie

La bouffe
Le sexe
Se trahir
S’epanouir

Paramour part II

you can feel it
in your veins

like a healin'
helping hand

no small wonder
back again

a cold trigger
with a spin

here it comes again

very fragile
you need help

u imagine
to the hilt

feelin'
natural

leonardo
true to form

true to form

Lost My Roots by Jeamland & PJ Project

4. Paddy Brings Peace To My World  - my other grandfather was a Wellington pilot in the RAF during World War Two. He sadly died in 1943 so I never met him. His death left a huge impact on my grandmother (who never married again) and my dad. She said he was very loving and thoughtful and felt he would have been thinking about them right to the end. That’s the approach in this song. His nickname for her was Paddy. No idea why!  Mastered by RCD Audio. 
Paddy brings peace to my world 

Crete below us, and in this night sky
Angry fires around us as we fly
They want to stop us but they can’t win
Got to see the ones we love again  

Duralumin beams form a latticed frame
Carry and protect us from flack and shells and flame 
We’re just so frightened, five anxious scared young men
Just want to see our homes again 

And I pray that they’re safe
I did what I could 
Took leave and followed Anderson’s plans
and dug 3 metres into the Surrey soil 
14 pieces of aluminium, a small sump in the floor 
All I could do to protect them from this damn war 

Because 
This crazy world has lost its mind
Angry, cruel, insane!
Paddy brings peace to my world
She soothes and she calms and she’s kind
I keep her here, in my heart and my mind
Paddy brings peace to my world 

A publishers accountant , a chippie and two clerks
and a teacher all together, up here in the dark
We’re doing our duty, the best we can
But we’ve taken too much damage and I doubt we’ll land 

Radio messages, saying we’re on fire and losing height 
We’re trying to put them out, we’re all paralysed with fright
Just trying to make it back

And I’m imagining what’s next for her
She’ll be told at first that we’re missing
Maybe dead, or prisoners of war
But she’ll never give up on me 
That’s why I’m trying to make it back 
to Paddy 

Because 
This crazy world has lost its mind
Angry, cruel, insane!
Paddy brings peace to my world
She soothes and she calms and she’s kind
I keep her here, in my heart and my mind
Paddy brings peace to my world

James whiteman copyright 9 April 2024

Paddy brings peace to my world

Crime, Felony, and a Fine Melody 83 BPM

The Engine

Submission for the Pandora song contest. First time working with some samples and came up with this. Let me know what you think.

Saturday Groove

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

Thinking Of You

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚