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“Whiskey, Bourbon and a Lost Night” is a slow, smoky blues ballad about one of those evenings — the kind you only remember in pieces, except for the one moment, the one person, that refuses to fade.

It wasn’t love.
But it was real.
And sometimes, real is the thing that keeps you awake years later.

For late nights,
for worn hearts,
for the memories that drink with you long after everyone else has gone home.



Whiskey, Bourbon and a Lost Night

“Velvet Whisper” is a nocturnal, intimate reflection on the traces someone leaves behind long after they’re gone. The song drifts through dimly lit rooms, slow-burning memories, and the quiet tension between holding on and letting go. With lyrics that paint shadows on a windowsill and echoes of a laugh suspended in the air, it captures the fragile afterglow of a love that feels both present and unreachable.

The imagery unfolds like a late–night film: a lingering promise, a smoldering cigarette, a room that hums with a name no longer spoken. The chorus, centered on the evocative phrase “velvet whisper,” becomes the emotional core — the soft, fading imprint of someone who has slipped into memory too soon.

Musically and lyrically, the track balances melancholy with elegance, creating a mood that is tender, atmospheric, and quietly haunting. It’s a song about absence, resonance, and the delicate threads that remain when everything else has passed.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
There’s a shadow on my windowsill,
A ghost of a promise, lingering still.
Your laugh’s a melody, haunting the air,
It’s here, then gone, like you were never there.

[Prechorus]
The night folds in, soft as a sigh,
I’m caught between hello and goodbye.

[Chorus]
Velvet whisper, it’s all you leave,
A trace of you I can hardly believe.
Velvet whisper, it fades too soon,
A fleeting note beneath the moon.

[Verse 2]
The clock ticks slow, but my heart won’t wait,
Your memory’s dancing, fashionably late.
A cigarette burns where your lips once stayed,
Ashes of moments, quietly betrayed.

[Prechorus]
The room hums low, like it knows your name,
But nothing and no one feels the same.

[Chorus]
Velvet whisper, it’s all you leave,
A trace of you I can hardly believe.
Velvet whisper, it fades too soon,
A fleeting note beneath the moon.




Velvet whisper

cherry red lips and a mind thats drifting wild

velvet skies melting into rose gold lights
hair in the wind as im walking through the night

cherry red lips and a mind thats drifting wild

i bloom in the summertime glow
soft, like a secret
nobody knows
golden and quiet
nobody knows

rose gold light

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octave plateau – music by Gerhard Andreas Schreiber

Gerhard Andreas Schreiber. Since the 1980s,  composing and producing music under the name octave plateau. What began in the shadowed clubs of the post-punk era and the neon-lit pulse of the Neue Deutsche Welle has grown into a lifelong journey through diverse soundscapes and emotions.

Back then, working with artists like Markus, capturing the spirit of a generation in transition – between analog grit and melodic futurism. But the musical path didn’t stop there.

Today, octave plateau bridges four distinct yet emotionally intertwined genres:

Smooth Jazz – music like warm light on late-night streets; gentle grooves, atmospheric chords, and melodies that breathe and linger. It’s the sound of reflection and release, crafted with subtlety and soul.

New Wave – shimmering synths, melancholic harmonies, and rhythm-driven storytelling. A style rooted in the 80s, but constantly reinterpreted to reflect the tension and beauty of the now.

Deutscher Schlager – emotional, melodic, and lyrical. I approach this genre with both respect and reinvention – drawing from its traditions while reshaping its form for contemporary ears.

Neue Deutsche Welle (NDW) – raw, ironic, and rhythmic. NDW has always been the rebellious heart of octave plateau, combining German lyrics with electronic textures, punk aesthetics, and a dose of playful absurdity.

In 2024, these songs – some newly written, others rediscovered and reimagined – are being produced in the octave plateau studio in Berlin. Here, the past and the present meet in harmony and friction. Analog synthesizers hum alongside digital clarity. Stories unfold in every track – sometimes with a wink, sometimes with a sigh.

octave plateau is not just a musical alias. It’s a lifelong project, a personal archive, and a sonic playground. Welcome to a place where genres speak to one another – and where every note has a memory.

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