A new sound between light and shadow —  
melodic, cinematic, and deeply human.  
Indie rock meets emotion, energy, and reflection.  

✨ H-dMan Such – The New Era ✨  
A cinematic journey through sound and light —  
where guitars echo like city nights,  
synths breathe in rhythm with heartbeats,  
and melodies move between melancholy and hope.  

This playlist captures the fusion of modern indie rock and dreamlike anthems —  
somewhere between Muse’s power, The Killers’ pulse, Coldplay’s soul,  
and the atmospheric depth of Editors and Two Door Cinema Club.  

Every song tells a story —  
of movement, reflection, and rebirth.  
Turn it up, close your eyes,  
and let the music find its own horizon. 🌌  

🎧 Created by H-dMan Such  
#indierock #cinematicpop #dreamrock #newwave #H-dManSuch

Save Our  Souls

Kensington - No Me(Hiss Band Remix)

One face two worlds

instrumental intro ]
[ deep base dark synth ]
[ sound of raining]


everyday is raining, drops are falling down on us

millions drops   like a sea upside  down

water everyvhere,  only you can see

the sky  fallen  down on street



take your coat, put your hut on the head

when the sun stops rain,  

dark clouds will be gone

blue sky you can see


raindrops fallin' down

down on the streets

small rivers flow 

everevhere you see


[ instrumental intermezzo ]


everyday is raining, drops are falling down on us

millions drops   like a sea upside  down

water everyvhere,  only you can see

the sky  fallen  down on street


take your coat, put your hut on the head

when the sun stops rain,  

dark clouds will be gone


raindrops fallin' down

down on the streets

small rivers flow 

everevhere you see



[ instrumental outro ]

Everyday is raining.

Verse]
Street lights hum,
echoes align,
heartbeat syncs
with the skyline.

[Hook]
Pulse… pulse…
move in time,
we are the rhythm,
we are the sign.

[Verse]
Street lights hum,
echoes align,
heartbeat syncs
with the skyline.

[Hook]
Pulse… pulse…
move in time,
we are the rhythm,
we are the sign.

[Verse]
Street lights hum,
echoes align,
heartbeat syncs
with the skyline.

[Hook]
Pulse… pulse…
move in time,
we are the rhythm,
we are the sign.

Pulse city.

Verse]
Hands up high,
heat in the air,
city of fire,
we don’t care.

[Chorus]
Midnight fever,
never come down,
lose your name,
feel the sound.

[Verse]
Hands up high,
heat in the air,
city of fire,
we don’t care.

[Chorus]
Midnight fever,
never come down,
lose your name,
feel the sound.

[Verse]
Hands up high,
heat in the air,
city of fire,
we don’t care.

[Chorus]
Midnight fever,
never come down,
lose your name,
feel the sound.

[ outro, house style ]

Midnight fever.

Intro – spoken over slow pulse]
Two lines.
Off your tongue.
No meaning.
Just sound.
Just noise.
Just static in the night.

⸻

[Verse 1 – deep whisper / vocoder texture]
You bowed your head… betrayed your stand.
Took what you could… empty hands.
The light was gone before the dawn,
forgotten truth… still hanging on.

⸻

[Pre-Chorus – layered whispers / reverb tail]
Still you smile.
Still you rise.
Empty phrases.
Cheap disguise.

⸻

[Chorus – slow groove / vocoder harmony]
Alone…
haven’t felt love in years.
Alone…
just echoes, not tears.
That feeling…
the one you truly miss.

⸻

[Verse 2 – low-pass filtered, drifting pad]
Reshape your mind, redesign.
Gold to mud, lost in time.
Blind in love, blind in skin,
the mirror fades… you fade within.

⸻

[Bridge – distorted spoken layer, almost ASMR]
“All that I am… I gave away.”
“The mirror cracked… but still I stay.”
“She changed me…”
“Pulled me out.”
“Out of the cage…”
“Out of doubt.”

hello( mpt phrases).

tempo: 76 BPM — slow groove / brushed drums / Rhodes & bass)
(Tone: intimate, half-whispered, deep falsetto layers)

⸻

[Intro – spoken / whispered layers]
Soft light, deep groove, shallow grave…
Still alive inside the wave.
Soft light… deep groove…

⸻

[Verse 1]
There’s a hum in the floorboards,
a heartbeat slow and brave,
my body’s fading slowly,
but the rhythm still behaves.

There’s perfume in the static,
a whisper in the rain,
you said love’s a sacred habit,
and I believed the pain.

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]
Under soft light, I’m still moving slow,
my soul’s off-beat, but it still might glow.

⸻

[Chorus]
Soft light, deep groove, shallow grave —
I’m half-alive, but the groove’s still brave.
The vinyl spins, but the angels wait,
one more chord before I fade.

Soft light… deep groove…
Don’t let my silence prove —
that love don’t stay.

⸻

[Verse 2]
You left your echo in my glass,
your halo on the floor,
the room’s still humming past the past,
I don’t need more.

We played our sins in 7/8,
our prayers were off-time blues,
you said “grief’s just love that stayed,”
and I can’t refuse.

⸻

[Bridge – improvised vocal run / layered harmonies]
Soft light on my face…
slow fade, holy bass…
let the needle fall again —
on the ghost of yesterday.

(wordless falsetto run: “oooh–oh–ohh / ah–ah–ah”)

⸻

[Final Chorus]
Soft light, deep groove, shallow grave,
I keep dancing, though I can’t be saved.
If heaven hums a minor key,

soft light, deep groove, shallow grave (indie).

Burned out, lying on the bed,  
the world outside feels like your enemy.  
Tomorrow morning circles above you,  
and you think now — you are dying.  

Grey scale of colours on the bookshelves,  
in one row with all the poetry.  
Sagan’s novels pulled you out of the deep again —  
the last first rescue... but how long will it last?  
You really don’t care.  

What’s the meaning of all this education,  
if the only thing that matters is your destiny?  
Temples are empty, God’s hands are trembling,  
a homeless brother asking for his daily fee.  

Finally you leave one of a million flats,  
joining the flow of workers on the streets.  
Factories — beasts with a gaping maw —  
ready to swallow and chew small bites of dreams.  

It’s 6 a.m., but you don’t care,  
dressed in black, with mirrored glasses.  
“Where is your turning point?” you ask  
those empty faces on the streets.  
The answer fades beneath the whisper of pigeons’ wings...  

What’s the meaning of all this education,  
if the only thing that matters is your destiny?  
Temples are empty, God’s hands are trembling,  
a homeless brother asking for his daily fee.  

Another day, another night.  
One of the long line of carriages in your train —  
first class or sleepers —  
just passing by.  

And you stay.

Grey Scale Morning

grey scale morning ( sad, but optimistic )

Revelation

#yemen #aden #arabicfusion #orientalhouse #deepdesert #worldmusic 
#spiritualhouse #ethnohouse #hdmansuch #slavomir #oud #qanun #ney 
#middleeastvibes #redseasound #arabicchill #desertspirit #soulfulhouse 
#worlddeep #arabianatmosphere #adenbaydreams #echoesofyemen 
#orientalambient #cinematicworld #globalfusion

4️⃣-“desert-letter-(رسالة-الصحراء)” 3.

cosmic groove

good night letter.

mira-despacio-—-todo-pasará-!-(3)-(remastered-x2).mp3

night-rain 2.

Little Birds

:
“Halfway to 1 Million monthly plays — Thank You 💫”

“نصف الطريق نحو المليون — شكراً لكم 💫”

1M+ plays. 100% independent.  
DIY spirit. Global sound. 1M strong.  
A million hearts. One frequency.  
Thanks for 1,000,000 — next stop: infinity.
نصف الطريق نحو المليون 🌙  
أكثر من ٤١٦ ألف استماع خلال آخر ٣٠ يوم — شكراً لكل من استمع وشارك وحافظ على وهج الموسيقى.  
بدأت الرحلة من غرفةٍ صغيرة… والآن تصل الأصوات إلى العالم.  
دعونا نصل إلى المليون معاً 🖤  
— H-dMan Such (سلافومير)


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soft light, deep groove, shallow grave (indie).

H-dMan Such

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