🎶🌙✨🎺🎷Night 🎧

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

“Rainy November” is a heartfelt country ballad that carries the spirit of the American South-East Coast — the old roads between Savannah and the Carolina lowlands, where moss hangs heavy on the oak-tree alleys and time seems to move slower.
It’s a song about the hard but beautiful life of people who stay true to their roots — working the land, loving deeply, and finding hope even in the rain.

Warm acoustic guitars, steady rhythm, and a voice filled with soul paint a picture of loneliness, memory, and quiet strength — like a November day that still holds a trace of summer light.

🌧️ Written and produced by Slavomir / H-dMan Such
🏡 Recorded for all who still hear the whisper of the old oak trees.
#Country #Americana #Savannah #RainyNovember #SouthernSoul #Acoustic #Songwriter #Roots

In My Country

rain time

“Istanbul: The Whole Story” bin bir yüzüyle şehrin müzikal yolculuğudur.  
Aynı şarkının on iki farklı yorumu — her biri başka bir müzik türüyle şekillenmiş — İstanbul’un her köşesinden ruhunu anlatıyor:  
Beyoğlu’nun nostaljik sokakları, Taksim gecelerinin ritmi, Boğaz’ın çağrısı ve sarı lambaların altında yürüyen sokak kedileri.  
Anadolu ezgilerinden deep house’a, rock’tan caz’a kadar — bu, hiç durmadan nefes alan bir şehrin sesidir.  

Slavomir H-dMan Such tarafından yaratılmıştır.


“Istanbul: The Whole Story” is a musical journey through the city of a thousand faces.  
14 versions of one song — each shaped by a different genre — tell the soul of Istanbul from every corner:  
the nostalgic alleys of Beyoğlu, the pulse of Taksim nights, the call of the Bosphorus, and the rhythm of street cats under yellow lamps.  
From Anatolian folk to deep house, from rock to jazz — this is the sound of a city that never stops breathing.  

Created by Slavomir H-dMan Such.

Istanbul Story

Liu Bei - Atlas World (Solomun Day  Remix)

Dinosaur

Better Than You

Prophecy

Blink Of An Eye

sleepy  secret  things.

Thrilling Defeat (Falling victory Mix)

instrumental intro ]

I said I love you first

that's how I won

everydays competition

no one's jealousy


you said that you Love me

when I  opened my eyes

every single morning

hot coffe on the table

 in heart only ice


who will win next  time

this crazy competition

may travell thousands miles

It’s just a superstition

I feel  under suspicion

our love

never  gonna die



now I know

I really know

its too late 

start new show



when I  opened my eyes

you said that you Love me

every single morning

hot coffe on the table

 in heart only ice

[ instrumental outro ]

i-said-i-love-you-first2

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.

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 )

#spanishhouse  
#iberianhouse  
#balearichouse  
#mediterraneansoul  
#latinhouse  
#deephouse  
#chillhouse  
#beachhouse  
#vocalhouse  
#groovehouse  
#summerhouse  
#clubhouse  
#sunsetvibes  
#spainvibes  
#mediterraneangroove

Intro instrumental – 
guitarras etéreas, 
bajo envolvente]

Verso 1
Pies sobre la mesa,

manos detrás del cuello,

el tiempo ya no me pesa,

respiro mi mundo bello.

Verso 2
No me preguntes la hora,

ni siquiera la quiero saber.

El reloj se ha rendido,

y yo dejo de correr.

Este momento… 

lo quiero retener.

Estribillo

Tengo todo el tiempo del mundo,

el reloj no tiene rumbo.

Y lo confieso:

me siento bien profundo.


[Puente – coros suaves, solos de guitarra en delay, ecos y susurros]

Verso 3
“No me toques los círculos”

dijo un sabio hace siglos.

Esa frase aún me guía,

aunque vengan mil delirios.

Estribillo final
Cualquiera puede intentarlo,

poner los pies y dejarlo.

Pero mis párpados caen ya,

y si no digo nada más…

es que me voy a soñar.

[Outro – solo largo, ]

No me preguntes la hora,

ni siquiera la quiero saber.

El reloj se ha rendido,

y yo dejo de correr.

Este momento… 

lo quiero retener.

Estribillo

Tengo todo el tiempo del mundo,

el reloj no tiene rumbo.

Y lo confieso:

me siento bien profundo.


[Puente – coros suaves, solos de guitarra en delay, ecos y susurros]

Verso 3
“No me toques los círculos”

dijo un sabio hace siglos.

Esa frase aún me guía,

aunque vengan mil delirios.

Cualquiera puede intentarlo,

2. pausa-del-tiempo-(house)

“burned out (the education of the soul)”

SOFT LIGHT, DEEP GROOVE, SHALLOW GRAVE

(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,
then maybe you’ll remember me.

⸻

[Outro – whispered / distorted vocal loop]
Soft light… deep groove…
shallow… shallow…
grave…
(still plays…)

Soft light, deep groove, shallow grave (house)

you’re-in-front-–-number-one,-(-indie).mp3

soft light, deep groove, shallow grave

pulse city ( indie take you high )

pulse-city

instrumental intro ]


There is a town you shouldn't meet
when you lost your tears, of pleasure , 
tears off joy 

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

istanbul streets 
late night among the houses
people are passing you by
street cats
yellow lamps
on the way down, 
[ bridge ]
to the water.

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

[ instrumental intermezzo ]

streets full of people
emotions love and fears
taksim  square with pigeeons wings
makes you feel for a while
that you  win.

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
[ bridge ]
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

[ instrumental outro ]

istanbul-there is a town 2.mp3

istanbul-street-story-(-whole-world-).mp3

[ instrumental intro ]


There is a town you shouldn't meet
when you lost your tears, of pleasure , 
tears off joy 

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

istanbul streets 
late night among the houses
people are passing you by
street cats
yellow lamps
on the way down, 
[ bridge ]
to the water.

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

[ instrumental intermezzo ]

streets full of people
emotions love and fears
taksim  square with pigeeons wings
makes you feel for a while
that you  win.

Galata tower is  watching you
from the point of your attitude
your meanless opinion
when you' r walking through the streets
[ bridge ]
of the  vhole world of Istanbul.

[ instrumental outro ]

istanbul-the whole story.

istanbul-street-story ( tears of joy ).

:
“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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