THE ALBUM

An album containing smooth, emotional Songs in a cool Jazz style.

THE SONG

A reminiscence to a trip to Paris in the early 1990s which impressed the composer very much. Elegance, romantic sense and sensuality left a deep impression up today. 

THE LYRICS

AFTERNOON IN PARIS

[Verse]
In the afternoon light, so fine and serene,
Paris whispers secrets with a sheen,
Cobblestones and café brews,
Every corner wrapped in hues.

[Verse 2]
Lovers stroll by the Seine, hand in hand,
Dreams, they flutter like contraband,
Chic boutiques on every street,
Life in Paris, oh so sweet.

[Chorus]
Afternoon in Paris, love's gentle embrace,
Laughter dancing on each charming face,
With every step, a timeless grace,
In this city, we find our place.

[Verse 3]
Eiffel's shadow, soft and long,
Plays a part in lover's song,
Boulevards that never sleep,
Memories that we will keep.

[Bridge]
A kiss beneath the star-lit arch,
Echoes softly in the dusk's march,
Paris nights blend into day,
Chasing all our cares away.

[Verse 4]
Montmartre's flair, with artists bold,
Stories in the air, unfold,
Vin rouge and melodies old,
Paris magic, pure as gold.

THE ARTIST

Gerhard A. Schreiber was a member of post-punk and new wave bands in West Germany in the 1980s. He worked with the singer Markus and the producer Axel Klopprogge, both icons of the New German Wave. He composed film scores in the 1990s and 2000s and began designing a cool jazz album in the 2010s. The compositions were completed in 2023, the recordings were made in 2024. The album contains sophisticated songs, based on modern cool jazz style, interestingly arranged and sensually interpreted.

Afternoon in Paris

I Cherished The Flowers is an emotional and introspective journey through sound, blending the evocative styles of Porter Robinson and Madeon. Lil Sagna crafts a vivid sonic landscape where heartfelt melodies, lush synths, and dynamic beats converge to tell a story of growth, gratitude, and healing.

Opening with the anthemic "Look at Us Now," the album reflects on transformation and triumph, before transitioning into the uplifting and self-assured "Found My Way." Tracks like "Still Creating" and "Thank You" radiate warmth and optimism, celebrating creativity and appreciation for life’s connections.

With "Hard Hammer," the energy shifts to a driving, cathartic release, followed by the introspective "Anything Familiar," which delves into themes of searching for comfort in the unknown. The album concludes with "Something Healing," a soaring, heartfelt finale that leaves listeners with a sense of closure and renewal.

Every track on I Cherished The Flowers is imbued with emotional depth, ethereal soundscapes, and a balance of nostalgia and forward-thinking energy. It’s a celebration of the beauty in life’s fragility and resilience, wrapped in an electronic dreamscape that invites you to reflect, dance, and feel.

Something Healing

Lucy performing a smooth Jazzsong. Written and recorded in Berlin / Germany.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
You whispered things that made me shiver,
Promises that felt like gold.
But darling, I’m no fool or giver,
I’ve heard those lines of old.

[Chorus]
You’ve said you love me 99 times,
Each word a sugar-coated crime.
I’ve danced this dance to your sweet rhymes,
But where’s the hundredth, oh sublime?

[Verse]
You said you’d stay till morning light,
Then vanished into shadows thin.
I watched the dawn alone in spite,
A lonely game you always win.

[Chorus]
You’ve said you love me 99 times,
Each word a sugar-coated crime.
I’ve danced this dance to your sweet rhymes,
But where’s the hundredth, oh sublime?

[Bridge]
Promises like smoke-filled air,
Dissipate and leave despair.
But I keep fooling my own heart,
With hopes that bind and then depart.

[Verse]
So tell me once, just once again,
Make me believe in where we’re bound.
For I can’t bear this aching bend,
My hope a fool’s merry-go-round.

99 Times

Motown rules! Smoky bars, soul music, elegant women and distinguished gentlemen. 

Here comes a freshly remastered version of the soulsong "Jazz Baby!" sung by Lucy. Written, recorded and mastered in Berlin, Germany. 

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
You're my moonlight in the evening,
A breath away, my heart starts reeling,
Whispered secrets in the night,
Love's got rhythm, holding tight.

[Chorus]
Jazz, baby, sway with me,
Every note's a melody,
In your arms, I find my place,
Lost in this enchanting space.

[Verse 2]
Stolen glances, fleeting smiles,
Every moment lasts a while,
Candlelit, our shadows play,
Dance with me, we'll drift away.

[Bridge]
Soft caress, your fingers glide,
Music's flowing, hearts collide,
Bound by more than we can see,
Jazz, baby, you and me.

[Chorus]
Jazz, baby, sway with me,
Every note's a melody,
In your arms, I find my place,
Lost in this enchanting space.

[Verse 3]
Night is young, but time flies by,
Under stars, you and I,
Every touch, a sweet serenade,
In this jazz, love parade.

Jazz, Baby!

Lucy sings a romantic jazzpop Song. wirtten and recorded in Berlin / Germany.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
When you walk into the room, oh so sly,
Quicksilver dancing, catching my eye,
Your voice, it whispers secrets of the night,
In the soft glow of that tender light.

[Verse 2]
You play your games with a wink and a nod,
I feel the sparks in each subtle prod,
With every note, my heart skips a beat,
Jazz, baby, you make life bittersweet.

[Chorus]
Jazz, baby, you and me,
A melody of mystery,
Every sway, every tune,
We dance beneath the silver moon.

[Verse 3]
In your gaze, there's a sultry heat,
Your every move makes my pulse compete,
With each step, a story unfolds,
A tale of love, so timeless and bold.

[Chorus]
Jazz, baby, you and me,
A melody of mystery,
Every sway, every tune,
We dance beneath the silver moon.

[Bridge]
Whisper close, let the music play,
In this moment, we’ll find our way,
Let your rhythm weave through the night,
In your arms, everything is right.


Beneath the Silver Moon

Motown rules! Smoky bars, soul music, elegant women and distinguished gentlemen. 

Here comes a freshly remastered version of the soulsong "The Kiss" performed by Lucy. Written, recorded and mastered in Berlin, Germany. 

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
Step into me slowly
Put your hands on my waist and hold me
Pull me into your groove
Wanna move the way your body wants to move me

[Chorus]
I'll show you the way
I can make your mistakes erase
The bedroom and bar
Let your lips open the gates
To shelter
My Savior in paradise
For the first time
With a kiss

[Verse 2]
First you open my eyes
Then you open the door
Turn on the light
And let me into your world
But don't let my blonde hair or blue eyes fool you

[Chorus]
I'll show you the way
I can make your mistakes erase
The bedroom and bar
Let your lips open the gates
To shelter
My Savior in paradise
For the first time
With a kiss

The Kiss

Brace yourself for a track that demands to be heard. The world will witness the power of Ariane Vera as she drops her most personal, unfiltered, and electrifying song yet—“Men Are Monsters.”

From the very first beat, this track grabs you by the soul—a groovy hip-hop rhythm and a guitar, recorded not in a polished studio, but in the raw heart of Ariane’s home in Mexico. If you listen closely, you’ll even hear the distant bark of a dog, an organic reminder that this song was born from real life, real pain, and real resilience.


Then comes Ariane’s voice—soft, almost innocent at first, but beneath it, a storm is brewing. Her words hit like a punch to the gut, cutting through the silence that women have been forced into for too long. And then—the chorus explodes. Rock-infused drums and searing guitar riffs ignite the track, turning it into an anthem that pulses with the full force of righteous fury. Men Are Monsters!

Ariane Vera feat. DJ Tyx - Men Are Monsters

Lara performing an emotional popsong about love in the age of Netflix & Spotify, passwords and lines of code. 

Written and performed in Berlin, Germany.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
We wrote our love in strings of codes
Passwords shared where secrets flowed
Keys to hearts and Netflix dreams
Syncing souls through glowing screens

[Chorus]
Shared the cloud beneath the sky
The Wi-Fi binds
No need to try
Your password’s safe within my hands
A secret love no wall withstands

[Verse 2]
Streaming life in tandem tunes
Under pixelated digital moons
Every login
A vow we keep
Forever ours
In data deep

[Bridge]
Digits hold what love confides
Encrypted hearts where trust resides
No two-step needed
We just know
Into your world
I always go

[Chorus]
Shared the cloud beneath the sky
The Wi-Fi binds
No need to try
Your password’s safe within my hands
A secret love no wall withstands

[Verse 3]
Algorithms can't decode this flame
Love without a username
From Spotify to Hulu's glow
Your touch unlocks what screens can't show

[Verse]
You gave me your world with a click and a code
Unlocking the doors to the secrets you hold
In the glow of the screen where our hearts intertwine
Your trust is the password that’s fully divine

[Verse 2]
Digits and letters but it’s more than it seems
This key that you gave me unlocks all my dreams
We’re logged into love with no need for a lock
In this digital haze
Our hearts softly talk

[Chorus]
Your password’s a promise I’ll never let fade
A bond that we share in this glowing arcade
Every click every tap pulls us closer inside
In your world I reside and in mine you confide

[Verse 3]
Remember that night when you whispered the key
Four little stars held your trust close to me
It might be a code but it shines like a gem
A simple permission—a quiet “Amen”

[Bridge]
No hackers can break what we've written in air
An unspoken contract
A love laid bare
No walls and no bounds
Just this access we share
Our hearts are the servers; we’re synced everywhere

[Chorus]
Your password’s a promise I’ll never let fade
A bond that we share in this glowing arcade
Every click every tap pulls us closer inside
In your world I reside and in mine you confide

Netflix Love

Lara singt über den großen roten Mond, der manchmal tief über Berlin schwebt und den Menschen ihren Kopf verdreht. Dann passieren Dinge, die wie von einer anderen Welt sind.

Geschrieben und aufgenommen in Berlin.

Hier der Text:

[Strophe 1]
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt
Und der Wind durch die Straßen weht
Kommst du mir in den Sinn
Weißt du
Wie glücklich ich bin?

[Pre-Refrain]
Denn du hast die Sonne in dir
Du hast die Sonne in dir
Du hast die Sonne in dir
Ich seh das Leuchten in dir

[Refrain]
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt

[Strophe 2]
Wenn die Nacht über Berlin zieht
Und der Klang durch die Gassen fliegt
Kommst du mir in den Sinn
Weißt du
Wie glücklich ich bin?

[Pre-Refrain]
Denn du hast die Sonne in dir
Du hast die Sonne in dir
Du hast die Sonne in dir
Ich seh das Leuchten in dir

[Refrain]
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt
Wenn der Mond über Berlin schwebt

Mond über Berlin

Lara performing a nice dancetrack from Berlin.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Where did you come from?
Hey
Why did you go?
How did you find me?
(Whoa) I want to know

[Chorus]
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there

[Verse 2]
Where did you come from?
Hey
Why did you go?
How did you find me?
(Whoa) I want to know

[Chorus]
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there

[Verse 3]
Where did you come from?
Hey
Why did you go?
How did you find me?
(Whoa) I want to know

[Chorus]
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there
All the people dancing in Times Square
Yeah
I know I told you I'd meet you there

Times Square

« Après-midi à Paris » est une ballade douce-amère, un regard mélancolique porté sur une histoire d’amour révolue. Dans la lumière dorée d’un après-midi parisien, la mémoire se mêle à la réalité : les rues, la Seine, les toits – tout devient écho d’un passé qui ne revient plus.

La chanson évoque la tendresse des souvenirs, la chaleur d’une présence disparue, et cette nostalgie subtile que seule Paris sait réveiller. Entre murmures et silences, le narrateur contemple la ville comme un miroir de son âme : le temps s’écoule, les ombres s’allongent, mais le cœur demeure suspendu à un instant d’autrefois.

Musicalement, « Après-midi à Paris » s’inscrit dans la tradition du chanson-jazz français contemporain – élégante, intime, portée par une voix feutrée et des harmonies délicates. C’est une ode à la fragilité du souvenir, à la beauté des instants perdus, et à la lumière mélancolique qui habille Paris quand l’amour s’éteint.

Et voici le texte de la chanson:

[Couplet 1]
L’après-midi dort sur la ville,
si calme, si douce, presque fragile.
Le soleil glisse sur mon cœur,
il murmure encore ta chaleur.
Ton rire flotte dans l’air ancien,
un écho tendre, un peu lointain.

[Couplet 2]
Je reste seule à ma fenêtre,
le temps s’efface, rien à promettre.
Paris respire comme avant,
mais moi, je marche autrement.
Là où nos pas suivaient la Seine,
il ne reste qu’un peu de peine.

[Refrain]
Après-midi à Paris, souvenir d’or,
ton ombre danse, puis s’endort.
Je sens ta voix dans chaque rue,
mais le passé ne revient plus.

[Couplet 3]
La tour Eiffel se teint de gris,
comme nos jours, comme nos nuits.
La Seine emporte nos serments,
loin du présent, loin du moment.
Parfois la lumière du ciel me dit,
que ton regard vit encore ici.

[Couplet 4]
Montmartre brille au loin, léger,
les ans se mêlent à mes regrets.
Un souffle chaud, ton souvenir,
revient pour mieux repartir.
La ville dort, le jour s’enfuit,
et moi, je reste, seule, sans bruit.

[Refrain]
Après-midi à Paris, mon chant perdu,
le vent l’emporte, rien n’est plus.
Je garde en moi ton dernier cri,
l’amour s’endort – à Paris.

[Coda]
C’était peut-être un rêve, un feu,
mais Paris se souvient de nous deux.

Après-midi à Paris

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.

Après-midi à Paris

octave plateau

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