Great Song with a kind of Rocky Horror Picture Show Break. Superb.

Very well done my friend. it's been a while since I heard your music so feels so nice. Can hear little bit of pink floyd touch in your vocals in some parts. it's amazing how you make your music so pretty and catchy. As someone else said earlier, you will be a legend one day!!

There's a Blur X Franz Ferdinand touch in your voice.

dig this !! intro qustion do you sing in your songs ??

i love this fucking song so much. all ur songs are great! love the music

btw singing dont matter. i personally like this style of music and u nailed it!

i wish i could meet u some day just to have fun with u guys.

Love the song and lyrics! Well done if you ask me!

Orchestral Works

Orchestral Works No. 1

In a lab in Wuhan
they let the shit hit the fan
now we're ordered to stay bored
in poverty
staying up all night
is David Icke right?
are we on our way to a hunger games society?
Yeah, the free will always be derided 
the free and not the undecided
the age of covid-19
is nothing but a dream
in the locked down town
there are no cops around
they're all out at the beauty spots
vandalizing
yeah, the free will always be blindsided
but the free will always rise and fight it
the age of covid-19
is nothing but a dream
just a dream
justa dream
(the age of covid-19 is just a dream)
just a dream
where are we led covid?
what are we fed covid?

The Age of COVID-19

Relax

- written and performed by exxy - 
- produced/mixed/mastered by max steger -
- photographed by hadi akhondi + morteza rafiei -

ego trip

"Firestorm (Feat. Mestizo)" taken from the forthcoming album 'Choose'. 

DOWNLOAD FOR FREE ON SOUNDCLOUD! Hope you enjoy the shit out of this track! We are stoked! A special thank you to Zack for connecting me and Mestizo. Heart speed :) 
 
Written, performed, recorded, and produced by Leandrul and Mestizo.

Mixed and mastered by Leandrul.

Handsmade 2024.

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Firestorm (Feat. Mestizo)

The Scent Of The Night

Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rain falling down, it's a sweet serenade (Ooh)
In the city lights, where the secrets parade (Yeah)
Got my vices close, kissing clouds in the haze (Mmm)
Lost in the rhythm, we dance through the blaze (Hey)
Underneath the sheets, where the whispers collide (Uh)
The night’s our canvas, painting hearts with pride (Oh)
[Chorus]
So let it rain on me, baby (Oh)
Let the mood take over, don't be shady (Yeah)
In the storm, we find our way (Hey)
With every drop, we’re here to play (Ooh)
[Verse 2]
Bottles poppin' high, swirling in our veins (Yes)
Chasing all these highs, dancing through the pain (Hey)
Electric energy, coursing through our bones (Mmm)
We're swimming in the chaos, feeling so at home (Uh)
Underneath the streetlight, shadows catching fire (Yeah)
Lost in the moment, let the world conspire (Ooh)
[Chorus]
So let it rain on me, baby (Oh)
Let the mood take over, don't be shady (Yeah)
In the storm, we find our way (Hey)
With every drop, we’re here to play (Ooh)
[Bridge]
Let it pour, let it pour, I’m not afraid (Hey)
With you in the storm, there’s no masquerade (Ooh)
Embrace the night, feel the rhythm divine (Yeah)
In this wild dance, your body's close to mine (Uh)
[Chorus]
So let it rain on me, baby (Oh)
Let the mood take over, don't be shady (Yeah)
In the storm, we find our way (Hey)
With every drop, we’re here to play (Ooh)

Done with Udio AI

Aurélie - (Danser sous la pluie Blues Remix) like Janis Jopln

***See version 2 of this song, w/sax & Hammond, here***
https://soundcloud.com/bruceavery/the-blue-room-version-2?si=3976cab678424394950e6c2b27429883&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The Blue Room – smoke and whisky and tears….

The original idea was a smoky, jazzy, late night club-for-lonely-hearts kind of thing.  But since my “jazz” piano always ends up honky-tonk, and I can’t seem to lose the backwoods in my voice, the final product – though still smoky & late night – is more lonely hearts beer joint than jazz club.  Jazzabilly maybe.  Redneck Blues. 
								
But there is a plan to give the song a little jazz credibility.  I play an organ solo mid-song that I actually wrote for saxophone.  I’m sending the song to my little brother, longtime Atlanta musician Herb Avery, who says he knows a sax player who’ll take it on.  So if Herbert can make that happen, I’ll upload the new version later.  If he can’t, I’ll be looking for a sax player out there. 

My daughter Julia helped out vocally on the choral refrain.

So here we go.  Come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.

The Blue Room (original version)

The Myth

a  demo of a song that visited me earlier today.........cheers for having a listen


What Goes On 


sometimes it feels like I'm going round in circles again
and when the train stops moving, will i get there in the end
sometimes it feels like I'm the only one who knows
and the look on your face it shows, disappointment again
it's just what goes on in my head

trying to hold back the anger the sadness and tears
it's a comfort sometimes they been holding my hand now for years
laugh without smiling when you need to fit in with the crowd
get out when its getting to loud, eyes on the exit instead
it's just what goes on in my head

life's better than nothing when nothing is all that you got
some shelter from the storm, it's not to much to ask is it not
have i turned away, from a neighbour in need
who committed some terrible deed, cos of something i said
the things that go on in my head

What Goes On

His favourite author’s Voltaire
He's got a pretentious flair
A little poodle called Cher
And an Art Noveau chair
A crusader for justice
He has his own moral compass
He and I know why:
Magnetic north is between his thighs

You couldn’t make this up

Everything cloak and dagger for a while
Smokes his roll-ups with cunning and guile
Women swoon cos he comes across as blasé
He’s got a winning smile
A minute later he starts on his spiel
Selling his dream with an insomniac's zeal
And in its own way it has its appeal
Play along though you know it’s not real

 
He’s the king of misdirection
Doesn’t care for circumspection
Disingenuous disaffection
He’s in love with his reflection
Falling for his own deception
Built upon a misconception
That he is his own depiction 
of a life stranger than fiction
 
You couldn’t make this up
Stranger than fiction

Stranger Than Fiction

Music for eclectic people

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Stranger Than Fiction

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