When the lights fade and the streets go quiet, the sax cries where words can’t. “No Light Tonight” is a smoky soul-blues confession — stripped to piano, sax, and drums, with a voice that carries both grit and tenderness. It’s haunting, heavy, and timeless, written for those late nights when love drifts away like haze in the dark.

No Light Tonight

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Love Don’t Always Mean Stay
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Love Don’t Always Mean Stay

Seth, the Soul of Unity”

A luminous blend of G-Funk and neo-soul, this track unfolds like a sacred groove, smooth, reflective, and cosmic in tone. It tells the story of Seth, not just as a son, but as the soul born from balance, the union of Adam and Eve, mind and spirit, masculine and feminine. Seth is the embodiment of reconciliation, walking as one where division once ruled. The beat glides with a holy softness, layered with dreamy synths and deep, bouncing bass, carrying lyrics that move like scripture over rhythm. This isn’t just a song, it’s a slow revelation, where the temple breathes again through a being who holds heaven on both sides. Seth is the sound of wholeness.

Seth, the Soul of Unity

Empires of Bones and Guilt

A spoken-word lament and lyrical rebuke of a world that sells innocence for empire. Set against the backdrop of Gaza, the song tells the story of children lost to greed, of land stolen and renamed, and of plazas built upon the graves of the forgotten. It speaks of governments and tycoons who pave over history with wealth, rewriting memory to serve ambition. But beneath the marble, the voices of the silenced rise. The lyrics mourn not just the loss of life, but the moral collapse of those who claim to lead. It is both an elegy and a prophecy, a warning that no empire built on bones and guilt can stand forever. The earth remembers. Justice does not forget.

Empire of Bones and Guilt

A late-night confession wrapped in warm synths and soft low-end. “We Can’t Say Goodnight” lives in that neon hour where you swear you’ll leave…but don’t. Velvet vocals, lingering bass, and slow-burn drums hold the moment just past goodbye fingertips on the doorframe, eyes saying stay. It’s lust, but it’s also mercy: letting the night breathe a little longer.

Can't Say Goodnight

I Felt You Before I Knew You” is a soulful reflection on divine connection that rare feeling when someone touches your spirit long before you ever cross paths. Marcus Al-Aziz pours emotion, faith, and vulnerability into every note, blending smooth vocals with raw truth. This one’s for anyone who believes in timing, energy, and love that was written long before it happened!

I Felt You Before I knew You

[Verse 1]
Cause these kisses can be deep and I know I got that heat, it's like fire
(Oh yeah)
Cause these kisses can be deep and I know I got that heat, it's like fire
(Oh yeah)

[Chorus]
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down, oh babe
Cause it's the sweet, sweet thing that funky thang that's got me hanging on, hanging on, hanging on

Hanging every time you call my name
I can't help myself, honey I can't help myself
Aw you got me in the palm of your hands, you got me in the palm of your hands

[Outro]
Cause these kisses can be deep and I know I got that heat, it's like fire
(Oh yeah)
Cause these kisses can be deep and you know you got that sweet, sweet fire
(Oh yeah)

Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down, oh babe
Cause it's the sweet, sweet thing that funky thang that's got me hanging on, hanging on, hanging on

Hanging every time you call my name
I can't help myself, honey I can't help myself
Aw you got me in the palm of your hands, you got me in the palm of your hands

honey I can't help myself
ooo baby
got me in your sweet hands
Yeah yeah

Heavy Head Music (ASCAP)
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Loaded Brew serves up 11 shots of pure ’70s heat — from the tear-stained confession of “If He Ever Makes You Cry” to the tender surrender of “I’m the One Who Loves You.” Each track walks you through Carlena and Peter’s forbidden love story: the secret dances, the whispered wishes, the bruised nights, and the final run for freedom.

“Close Your Eyes” pours out Peter’s promise of escape.

“This Feeling” rides a groove you can’t talk yourself out of.

“You’ve Been Crying” holds the hurt in one hand and hope in the other.

“I Can’t Stay Away” spins like a slow dance in a smoke-filled lounge.

“Kisses” simmers with fire-softened tenderness.

“Wishing” looks up at the stars and dares to believe.

“JT Lude” crawls through the city like a shadow.

“Shadow of a Man” lays bare the weight of doubt and broken pride.

“I Had to Run (You Came For Me)” runs breathless through the night.

“I’m the One Who Loves You” is the sunrise after the storm.

Loaded Brew: sippin’ smooth, hittin’ heavy.
Drop the needle, dim the lights, and let the movie play in your mind.

Kisses

Where It Hurts

This track is a chamber of echoes: a quiet farewell, not wrought in shouting but in absence. The narrator reflects on someone who left without a scene, leaving a space inside rather than a wound. The story explores how love can fracture not through violence but through empty rooms, the voices that vanish, and laughter that rings false. As the beat carries on, the track reveals that healing doesn’t always demand closure, but presence in the silent places we’re left behind. It’s a story of loss, memory, and the way grief lingers in the gap between what was and what might have been.

Where It Hurts (Cover)

I wrote, composed, and we've performed this track from the perspective of a singer who's trying to explain to his girlfriend why he lied to her. It is my little homage to those Philly soul tracks of the 80s.

©2025 The Stereo Inspectors, All Rights Reserved


Truth Hurts

She’s a shadow in my rearview light
Silent whispers in the dead of night
Every corner turned feels tight

Her eyes are daggers I can’t unsee
She’s a ghost but she’s haunting me

One little move
She’ll break the spell
One little move
Back to her hell
She’s watching
Always watching
I can’t exhale

Steps I take feel loud feel wrong
Her presence hums like a distant song
I play it cool but not for long

Her touch her grip a phantom chain
I know her game it’s in my veins

One little move
She’ll break the spell
One little move
Back to her hell
She’s watching
Always watching
I can’t exhale

Stalkative

It all started by « Ça plane pour moi » with a Bontempi.
Scores are nothing, emotions are everything.

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