And when somebody come into the shop, you hear the door bells and see them close their umbrella put on side and then have a seat waiting for the bartender looking once at the glass and once at you, what a great scene that is hard to be true in the existing of social media.
This got me through long hours doing Uber during the winter, seeing the snow fall with neon lit signs in my downtown area. The customers falling asleep, or looking out the window with this in the background, I was hoping for one of them to monolog like they're a detective in the 1950s lol. I sometimes miss that time in my life but it's for the best I move on.
There is a beautiful sense of loneliness about this music. And also a hint at the melancholy irony of life. And yet at the same time it is very very soothing. It is a very important reminder of what a friend music can be and how it can meet you where you are at. Thank you very much for putting this on U tube.
I use to wrk as a bartender at a NYC speakeasy..they had an early evening piano player playing jazzy music lik what playing here..then later in d night there was gentleman who wld walk around in d crowd playing a trumpet along w/d music.. it was wonderful times..happy times..
Just got back from working at a club, i sit on a swing outside, and a bunch of stray black cats joined me while listening to this, this will be my core memory
Max Payne : I don't know about angels, but it's fear that gives men wings. Max Payne : He was trying to buy more sand for his hour glass. ... Max Payne : In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
When you take a step back, and break from the night life just to breathe in the air and soundscape. To let go of the pain and spend a few hours in this comfort
This is exactly the soundtrack to daily melancholy, enriched with a little life irony and the feeling of a certain insight into the very mechanisms that make up life. And yet it radiates so much positivity that, despite all the melancholy, you just keep going. Look out of the window of your favorite café, watch the people and just carry on... This is the bitter-sweet soundtrack to it. How lively and at the same time refreshingly sober you feel while listening to it.
Detective crying with a cigarette in his right hand, shirt, half unbuttoned, and hat is slightly tilted on his lap, hair slicked back. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. He misses, not his wife, not his partner nor family, but himself… he misses himself
someone needs to open up a bar that allows this type of roleplay, where seeing all these characters ya'll describe are not an unfamiliar sight, and maybe a roaring 20's/flapper era/swing music club down the street. ok, you have your mission, go make your millions!
The bedsheets still had her scent, and her heels still on the floor by the bed. who knew, the best night ive had in a while, would turn into the worst day of my life.
I hope your dialysis procedures go well. My father is on dialysis and he powered through it but it was very difficult. Stay strong joseph and may you live many more happy and fulfilling years.
Wishing you strength, brother. I finally became dialysis free in late 2022, after 5½ years. If a transplant is possible for you, I hope you exceed expectations and it goes off without a hitch 💪🏾
My belly was empty, my throat dry and two days stubble covered my face. I needed a job and something quick to cover the rent. At 6pm she showed up at the office, timidly knocking on my door. It was a dame. She looked anxious. Good. A client is a client...
I've been looking for a name for this style of music. Makes me feel like i'm standing on a 5th floor balcony on a chilly full moon night as the wind blows across my face. I gaze at the city lights.
I've heard the nerve endings in the soles of our feet connect to everywhere else in the body. This music reaches all my senses through my ears, the dry slither of silk, the musky scent of wine, the soft glow in a lover's eyes...
_In this city, shadows have a way of creeping in when the lights go down. They say the rain washes away the sins of the day, but all it does is blur the lines between right and wrong. I’ve seen it all-love, betrayal, and the kind of desperation that drives a man to the edge._
...my cheeks began to shudder...I felt the revenge of Montezuma boiling inside me. The quick flash and pop of a .32 from the doorway lit the fuse... I wouldn't be using these boxers again...🎷
...that is how I ended up here, in this damn toilet, the room filled with blood, feeling empty. Like I had just been through the biggest, most painful ordeal of my life. That crunch wrap supreme ended up being my curse...
This reminds me of when I used to drink old fashioneds and listen to The Fragrance of Dark Coffee and rainymood together. Times I would not take back for anything.
Man, jazz is just one of those genres of music that just fills every fiber of my being with such relaxation and inspiration, especially for writing. Poetry or short story. Either way, the music itself is just poetic❤
i always listen to music when i write scenes. what i feel while listening to the music is what the scene is about, subconciously. because, you know, it doesent even matter what happens, but how it happens and what it makes the reader feel. this kind o music right here is poetic, dramatic, melancholic, but also has a sparkle of hope in it. like heroin for the soul.
@@Mire_Klick Exactly! Music is the only "drug" needed, ha! It amazes me how in different types of media music can convey emotion without gestures or expressions for our eyes to see. It's pure magic!
I'm so proud that I can say Jazz is from our culture here in the U.S.A. when people mention we have none. Jazz is that pick me up to that sentiment. What a vivid atmospheric genre.
Im currently listening to this with a rain background noise. its make the experience even better, as if im sitting by a bar drinking whiskey on the rocks
The rain hit the pavement like a thousand broken promises, but in this city, the real storm was always brewing in the shadows, where trust was a luxury and the past never stayed buried
I feel like I should be sitting on a corner barstool, wearing a red cocktail dress, and puffin on a smoke while reminiscing about all the good times I had with this fella before he done did me wrong
A couple of stools down there is a man with a bottle of whiskey. He sits hunched over the bar, staring into the glass held by one of his calloused and scared hands. His tired eyes seemingly watching the ice melt melt in the cheap booze. In his other hand a pair dog tags lay, his thumb stroking across the raised numbers and letters. The tags, though, do not bear his name, but the name of friend long lost to the cruelty of this world.
It took me so long to find this gem, but I'm glad I've found it at long last! I echo another comment about wanting to hit a place where this kind of music is played.
I listen to Jazz every day. Whenever I feel tired after work, I listen to it. It helps me relax and doesn't make me exhausted anymore. Like I just drank a cup of bitter coffee. I should be grateful to those who created Jazz. Huge thanks for them tbh:)
In the cold light of what passed for dawn in the Docks, I reflected on the night’s revelations. This city, with its endless layers, could suffocate you with its secrets. But like the rain that finally began to fall, washing the grime into the gutters, there was a cleansing coming. I could feel it in the bones I didn’t know I had. And I’d be ready-after all, here, even the darkest shadows couldn’t hide from the light forever. Not on my watch.
Three drinks in, and I could feel the music working its way into my bones, loosening the knots of a long day spent chasing leads that led nowhere. The piano keys hit like a punch to the gut, each note a reminder that the city never sleeps, and neither does the trouble lurking in its alleys. The drummer kept time like a relentless clock ticking down to midnight, each beat echoing the cold, hard truth that time’s never on your side in this line of work.
To all of you here that i'll never get a chance meet, live your lives to the fullest and dont waste a second, it is all so fleeting. Perhaps in the next life our paths shall cross. Good luck to all of you good people
I need someone to come with me to a dimly lit jazz bar stuffed away in the back of some place. Raining outside, cigar and cigarette smoke and this type of music playing
"I gotta go", she said. "But you can always find us everywhere we've been together. My dear, I'll stay by your side forever! My dear, I'll be there in your mind whenever you need me! But I gotta go, so please, please keep me in your heart. Till we meet again..."
And a nice rich, dark cigar. Take a long draw, puf it out slowly. Take a sip of whiskey. Wash that fiery liquid down. Feel it warm your throat. Lean back and close your eyes. Take another puff on the stogie.
She had a strut that would make any half and half decent man whip their neck around like corkscrew. Skin is so fine and pure that moonlight would call her hubby ... just to make sure. But I know her type, glitz n' glam to them is nothing but a pistol that needed to be simply aimed ... well, this old huckster had been through enough bordellos and shootouts to know when to dodge a bu- -Sweet jeriatryc spit on liberty, she just put her leg on the desk ... Sorry, Boys ... I held strong for as long I could. 07
''I was 19, I traveled alone, searching for a meaning, and now after 12 years away from home, i realized that everything i was looking for, is back where I came from'.............................................
It's just what I needed to get myself to relax and be peaceful so I could sleep comfortably I just absolutely love love jazz and blues the Aura it brings into ones atmosphere is absolutely astonishing. Thank you for this play list. ☺️
Everyone has such beautiful, talented comments. Then there me. This video is so peaceful and relaxing it is either playing on the computer in the main room or in the bedroom on t.v. Maybe someday I will play another one of yours. Thank you 💐
@quazar912 Brown's Requim, Blood on the Moon, Suicide Hill, Because the Night, Clandestine, The Black Dahlia, L.A. Confidential, The Big Nowhere, White Jazz, Killer on the Road, Hollywood Nocturnes. These are the ones I read. There is more.
@quazar912 LOL, you're missing everything. Movie COP, James Woods, it's the novel Blood on Moon, That just part one. Part two, Because The Night. Part three, Suicide Hill are not movies But that's the Lloyd Hopkins trilogy. The Black Dahlia is part one and L.A. Confidential is part three to The L.A. Quartet. The Big Nowhere and White Jazz are parts two and four. Those haven't been made into movies.
This is absolutely perfect for trying to want write a hard boiled noir story, draw something of noir, and sleep to it imagining I myself a detective or someone else in a crime drama noir! Thank you!! 😊
Something I put in an email to a coworker when she was surprised that another coworker wore a dress to work. She hadn't worn a dress in all ten years that we worked there. This is what I had planned to say if I saw her in a dress that day- "What a dish! Say kid, I didn't even know ya had legs."
Learn to operate a 1911 .45 auto pistol. All noir movies and books have the detective carrying a beat-up 1911 Government .45. It's classic. Feel it. Learn to field strip it. Smell the Hoppes #9 cleaning fluid. Scrub out the barrel, oil and lube the slide and frame, grease the sear for a slicker trigger let off. You never know when you will need it. Put it back into its well worn leather shoulder holster.
The measured beat of my footsteps echoed in the underpass, in time with the legato rhythm of the rain. Thoughts of her drifted through my mind as they wafted along, with the exhaled smoke from my cigarette, into the darkness of the shadowed night . . . . .
Funny thing about bars. Some drink for a night to remember, a road of pastel streamers coated in laughter. Others? Others drink to forget, their grey malaise flowing down into the cool oblivion of another pint of the bartenders finest. The real question my dear... is what brought you to a place like this?
The spark of her lighter flickered like a firefly in the night. Briefly illuminating the darkness complimented by the aroma of whiskey. It was like a beacon of hope albeit ending in an instant.
And BOOM... her lighter exploded and so did she. A group of dogs came and began dancing around her. Then Jesus himself descended from the sky and told me "The guy next to you will begin to hand you his fingernails in 30 seconds. And it was at that moment I knew.... I had no nose...
I live in socal and trust some of these casinos got the worst heart hitting live music for when u lose half your check and that high ass(....for pondering) parking to boot u don't even need a cig habit its already in the air in there
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Man... whenever I hear music mix like this I want to open cafe or bar with a view and wait for rainy season to fully enjoy it :D
that's the dream . and just sit at the bar in my own small pub , watching people come in to shelter themselves from the rain.
And when somebody come into the shop, you hear the door bells and see them close their umbrella put on side and then have a seat waiting for the bartender looking once at the glass and once at you, what a great scene that is hard to be true in the existing of social media.
❤ Sounds Great,
Will You Stock KAHLUA...?
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a lake shore rideside pitstop with an her garden, lake caught fish, a grill, and a view and a few vita mixers. byob 🍻
This got me through long hours doing Uber during the winter, seeing the snow fall with neon lit signs in my downtown area. The customers falling asleep, or looking out the window with this in the background, I was hoping for one of them to monolog like they're a detective in the 1950s lol.
I sometimes miss that time in my life but it's for the best I move on.
Pro tip: open 2 other RUclips tabs at half volume, one with rain/thunder sounds, one with city sounds. Feels like you're in a film noir
Haaa! I love it!
Lovely! Thanks for the suggestion ;)
now that's setting an atmosphere
I would to go with a old Diner + rain combo with the Jazz
that's magic. Doing this right now! Great tip.
There is a beautiful sense of loneliness about this music. And also a hint at the melancholy irony of life. And yet at the same time it is very very soothing. It is a very important reminder of what a friend music can be and how it can meet you where you are at. Thank you very much for putting this on U tube.
Yass! It's Nice, ain't it?
incredibly insightful and astute
Very nicely put 🙏
I use to wrk as a bartender at a NYC speakeasy..they had an early evening piano player playing jazzy music lik what playing here..then later in d night there was gentleman who wld walk around in d crowd playing a trumpet along w/d music.. it was wonderful times..happy times..
Just got back from working at a club, i sit on a swing outside, and a bunch of stray black cats joined me while listening to this, this will be my core memory
Max Payne : I don't know about angels, but it's fear that gives men wings.
Max Payne : He was trying to buy more sand for his hour glass. ...
Max Payne : In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
Dans le royaume des aveugles....... probably wasn't Max Payne who said that.
@@cacambo589 You are right! It's from Desiderius Erasmus, from his work "Adagia".
a man of culture, Salute
"Beat it, toots.. these streets ain't what they used to be.."
But Johnny; you have to believe me! I didn’t cross you in Los Angeles.
@@paddyoak1"That's what they all say...a good looking tomato ain't hard to come by in this town.."
Sweet cheeks
BEAT IT TOOTS!!!!
Cringe
The music of a long gone era, still in our souls, somehow.
It resonates in the soul like an old friend you haven't seen in a long time.
My parents played this kind of music when I was just a few years old. It is ingrained in my memory and now reawakened. Calming
It's American music. It's in our DNA
Fabulous music
It's life.
When you take a step back, and break from the night life just to breathe in the air and soundscape. To let go of the pain and spend a few hours in this comfort
This is exactly the soundtrack to daily melancholy, enriched with a little life irony and the feeling of a certain insight into the very mechanisms that make up life. And yet it radiates so much positivity that, despite all the melancholy, you just keep going. Look out of the window of your favorite café, watch the people and just carry on...
This is the bitter-sweet soundtrack to it. How lively and at the same time refreshingly sober you feel while listening to it.
Detective crying with a cigarette in his right hand, shirt, half unbuttoned, and hat is slightly tilted on his lap, hair slicked back. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. He misses, not his wife, not his partner nor family, but himself… he misses himself
It has been a long time since he met himself. Accepting that job 2 years ago made him lose himself more than he thought possible. That job...
someone needs to open up a bar that allows this type of roleplay, where seeing all these characters ya'll describe are not an unfamiliar sight, and maybe a roaring 20's/flapper era/swing music club down the street. ok, you have your mission, go make your millions!
lullabies for a weary heart
Music like this, it has a long, intimate conversation with my soul by candlelight. I've always loved jazz, and I always will. ❤❤❤
"You're nobody until somebody loves you and that somebody is me; I love you."
We all read that in His voice.
3 DAWG 😭
Mr New Vegas Bro lol
@@elliotaddler2302
@@elliotaddler2302It'sss THREE DAWGGG
@@elliotaddler2302Mr. New Vegas, but 3 Dog was great too
A soundtrack for broken dreams.
A sound track to my broken ass
Soundtrack to a broken toilet that keeps running
A soundtrack that says. Enjoy the simple things in life.
a sountrack for me
Soundtrack
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The bedsheets still had her scent, and her heels still on the floor by the bed. who knew, the best night ive had in a while, would turn into the worst day of my life.
get a load of this nerd
I play and love Jazz like this when I'm in dialysis.. the nurse's love this, so I play it all the time 😉
God bless you!
Healthy Body Start Pak 2.0, Miracle from God for dialysis patients
Pray, Read the OT, and only OT, did miracles for me.
I hope your dialysis procedures go well. My father is on dialysis and he powered through it but it was very difficult. Stay strong joseph and may you live many more happy and fulfilling years.
Wishing you strength, brother. I finally became dialysis free in late 2022, after 5½ years. If a transplant is possible for you, I hope you exceed expectations and it goes off without a hitch 💪🏾
My belly was empty, my throat dry and two days stubble covered my face. I needed a job and something quick to cover the rent. At 6pm she showed up at the office, timidly knocking on my door. It was a dame. She looked anxious. Good. A client is a client...
And what exactly is this fictional character soliciting to the client?
Dresden or Guy?
detective@@woolunderwear2522
"...What a tomato! Two .38's pointed right at me....not to mention she had a gun!
detective @@woolunderwear2522
I'm already getting into the habit of cooking accompanied by this exquisite music.
Me too. Getting fat
오늘은 재즈들으며, 위로를 받아봅니다.
고맙습니다...
응원해용
I've been looking for a name for this style of music. Makes me feel like i'm standing on a 5th floor balcony on a chilly full moon night as the wind blows across my face. I gaze at the city lights.
Its just Jazz, man. Relax.
Just love reading everyone's pastiche of Dashiel Hammet, Raymond Chandler, and Mickey Spillane.
I've heard the nerve endings in the soles of our feet connect to everywhere else in the body. This music reaches all my senses through my ears, the dry slither of silk, the musky scent of wine, the soft glow in a lover's eyes...
Listening to this music is like getting a soul massage
_In this city, shadows have a way of creeping in when the lights go down. They say the rain washes away the sins of the day, but all it does is blur the lines between right and wrong. I’ve seen it all-love, betrayal, and the kind of desperation that drives a man to the edge._
And then the crunch wrap supreme kicked in
I let some gas out and It was smelly but not a normal kind of smelly….oooh no this was a smell that made the whole room sour…
...my cheeks began to shudder...I felt the revenge of Montezuma boiling inside me.
The quick flash and pop of a .32 from the doorway lit the fuse...
I wouldn't be using these boxers again...🎷
...that is how I ended up here, in this damn toilet, the room filled with blood, feeling empty. Like I had just been through the biggest, most painful ordeal of my life. That crunch wrap supreme ended up being my curse...
a crunch supreme
Extravagant....
This is the best mix of smooth jazz I've ever heard. Easily able to just sit back and relax to this after a long day and fall asleep to it
This reminds me of when I used to drink old fashioneds and listen to The Fragrance of Dark Coffee and rainymood together. Times I would not take back for anything.
Man, jazz is just one of those genres of music that just fills every fiber of my being with such relaxation and inspiration, especially for writing. Poetry or short story. Either way, the music itself is just poetic❤
i always listen to music when i write scenes. what i feel while listening to the music is what the scene is about, subconciously. because, you know, it doesent even matter what happens, but how it happens and what it makes the reader feel. this kind o music right here is poetic, dramatic, melancholic, but also has a sparkle of hope in it. like heroin for the soul.
@@Mire_Klick Exactly! Music is the only "drug" needed, ha!
It amazes me how in different types of media music can convey emotion without gestures or expressions for our eyes to see. It's pure magic!
I LOVE ANY “Noir jazz” it always makes me think .. old 1940/50 detective movie… regardless I love it and can’t really explain why 🤷🏼♂️🙌🏻👌🏻
I'm so proud that I can say Jazz is from our culture here in the U.S.A. when people mention we have none. Jazz is that pick me up to that sentiment. What a vivid atmospheric genre.
You still have no culture.
11 seconds in and I knew I would love this mix😍 Thank you for this!
Lost loves & broken hearts,dreams never realized & hopes unfulfilled 😢
Leftovers uneaten, farts unsmelled, comments unwritten
Bootyholes unlicked 😢
When I saw the title, it matched today’s weather. The sounds make hunkering down a greater pleasure. ❤
Well you'd have to see it before you can read it?
Im currently listening to this with a rain background noise. its make the experience even better, as if im sitting by a bar drinking whiskey on the rocks
Perfect music after a long day at work,now i sit home with a glass of rum and enjoying this mix,very nice
Nice, I sometimes pour myself a wee dram of whisky and listen...
Five O'Clock in the morning... This music is my friend.
es tan relajante escuchar este tipo de musica, realmente me relaja mucho. Adoro haber descubierto este genero musical
The rain hit the pavement like a thousand broken promises, but in this city, the real storm was always brewing in the shadows, where trust was a luxury and the past never stayed buried
I feel like I should be sitting on a corner barstool, wearing a red cocktail dress, and puffin on a smoke while reminiscing about all the good times I had with this fella before he done did me wrong
Post pics if you do.
@@klonidier How thirsty are you bro, just go to google images if you're that needy lmao
I’d watch that movie!
A couple of stools down there is a man with a bottle of whiskey. He sits hunched over the bar, staring into the glass held by one of his calloused and scared hands. His tired eyes seemingly watching the ice melt melt in the cheap booze. In his other hand a pair dog tags lay, his thumb stroking across the raised numbers and letters. The tags, though, do not bear his name, but the name of friend long lost to the cruelty of this world.
Doll...sometimes doing the right thing means doing some wrong....
It took me so long to find this gem, but I'm glad I've found it at long last!
I echo another comment about wanting to hit a place where this kind of music is played.
I listen to Jazz every day. Whenever I feel tired after work, I listen to it. It helps me relax and doesn't make me exhausted anymore. Like I just drank a cup of bitter coffee. I should be grateful to those who created Jazz. Huge thanks for them tbh:)
In the cold light of what passed for dawn in the Docks, I reflected on the night’s revelations. This city, with its endless layers, could suffocate you with its secrets. But like the rain that finally began to fall, washing the grime into the gutters, there was a cleansing coming. I could feel it in the bones I didn’t know I had. And I’d be ready-after all, here, even the darkest shadows couldn’t hide from the light forever. Not on my watch.
Solitude was a choice in my circumstance, and I welcomed it. People can be so stressful, y'know?
jazz is still with us people
this music is so understanding like a great wise friend speaking to you from another time another place
"Sometimes in life, all that shines brightly isn't always diamond."
Three drinks in, and I could feel the music working its way into my bones, loosening the knots of a long day spent chasing leads that led nowhere. The piano keys hit like a punch to the gut, each note a reminder that the city never sleeps, and neither does the trouble lurking in its alleys. The drummer kept time like a relentless clock ticking down to midnight, each beat echoing the cold, hard truth that time’s never on your side in this line of work.
Love this. Leave it on all day. Thanks for creating.
To all of you here that i'll never get a chance meet, live your lives to the fullest and dont waste a second, it is all so fleeting. Perhaps in the next life our paths shall cross. Good luck to all of you good people
takes me back to the time i used to dance with my love
Takes me back to a time I could get drunk on $25......now it's $25 PER DRINK!
"...It was over in a moments time. There I was contemplating why the frisbee was getting bigger... and then it hit me..."
😂
“And then I…hit the floor.”
😂😂😂
"I begin to pass out... then my head hit the wall... BOOM."
Jazz and a rainy day just go together.
Kind Of Blue by Miles Davis is a Rainy Day Must Have!
So, does Cigars & Scotch...
But, This is Your Tale of Mystery...
Go On! ❤
SIMPLEMENTE HERMOSO 💗,, ESTO ES MUSICA !!!
This comment section is solid gold.
I loooove jazz, so elegant!❤❤❤
NO, You are ELEGANT! 😉
Can't help but think of Bosch when I hear this type of music
Power drill?
Blues for Lila
I need someone to come with me to a dimly lit jazz bar stuffed away in the back of some place. Raining outside, cigar and cigarette smoke and this type of music playing
"I gotta go", she said. "But you can always find us everywhere we've been together. My dear, I'll stay by your side forever! My dear, I'll be there in your mind whenever you need me! But I gotta go, so please, please keep me in your heart. Till we meet again..."
And we never met again...I also forgot who I was talking about...
"You did good kid, real good. But as long as I'm around you'll always be second best see"
This is something that could have you relax after a long stressful day on the job and you order some whiskey on the rocks.
And a nice rich, dark cigar. Take a long draw, puf it out slowly. Take a sip of whiskey. Wash that fiery liquid down. Feel it warm your throat. Lean back and close your eyes. Take another puff on the stogie.
From the first song to the last, My wonders to worlds far away and closer within my world.
This brings me deep into my thoughts, but not in a harmfull way. I appreciate that.
That feelings.
In all the bars in all the world and you had to walk in mine .
😂 Classic.
"Get tha hell outta mah bar, ya money's no good 'ere!"
Now get this joke... Three Germans walk into a BAR
...then,she walked in...
She had gams that went from here to there and back again.
@@razor6552 She then walked up to the narrator and said she preferred to adopt ‘they’ as their pronoun, moving forward.
She was the kind of dame they write similes about.
She had a strut that would make any half and half decent man whip their neck around like corkscrew.
Skin is so fine and pure that moonlight would call her hubby ... just to make sure.
But I know her type, glitz n' glam to them is nothing but a pistol that needed to be simply aimed ... well, this old huckster had been through enough bordellos and shootouts to know when to dodge a bu-
-Sweet jeriatryc spit on liberty, she just put her leg on the desk ...
Sorry, Boys ... I held strong for as long I could. 07
…”we’ll always have Paris”
''I was 19, I traveled alone, searching for a meaning, and now after 12 years away from home, i realized that everything i was looking for, is back where I came from'.............................................
It's just what I needed to get myself to relax and be peaceful so I could sleep comfortably I just absolutely love love jazz and blues the Aura it brings into ones atmosphere is absolutely astonishing. Thank you for this play list. ☺️
Everyone has such beautiful, talented comments. Then there me. This video is so peaceful and relaxing it is either playing on the computer in the main room or in the bedroom on t.v. Maybe someday I will play another one of yours. Thank you 💐
The ardous journey to my mysterious yet unwitting end finally had a soundtrack
Muscia bellissima e struggente!
This is perfect music to listen to while reading my James Ellroy books.
Great suggestion!
books?? dude...
@quazar912 Brown's Requim, Blood on the Moon, Suicide Hill, Because the Night, Clandestine, The Black Dahlia, L.A. Confidential, The Big Nowhere, White Jazz, Killer on the Road, Hollywood Nocturnes. These are the ones I read. There is more.
@@killingfields07I`d rather watch movies
@quazar912 LOL, you're missing everything. Movie COP, James Woods, it's the novel Blood on Moon, That just part one. Part two, Because The Night. Part three, Suicide Hill are not movies But that's the Lloyd Hopkins trilogy. The Black Dahlia is part one and L.A. Confidential is part three to The L.A. Quartet. The Big Nowhere and White Jazz are parts two and four. Those haven't been made into movies.
This is absolutely perfect for trying to want write a hard boiled noir story, draw something of noir, and sleep to it imagining I myself a detective or someone else in a crime drama noir! Thank you!! 😊
Something I put in an email to a coworker when she was surprised that another coworker wore a dress to work. She hadn't worn a dress in all ten years that we worked there.
This is what I had planned to say if I saw her in a dress that day-
"What a dish! Say kid, I didn't even know ya had legs."
Thanks, Phil...@@razor6552
Learn to operate a 1911 .45 auto pistol. All noir movies and books have the detective carrying a beat-up 1911 Government .45. It's classic. Feel it. Learn to field strip it. Smell the Hoppes #9 cleaning fluid. Scrub out the barrel, oil and lube the slide and frame, grease the sear for a slicker trigger let off. You never know when you will need it. Put it back into its well worn leather shoulder holster.
@@razor6552then get a summons to report to HR for a harassment accusation.
perfect with a relaxing drink and book
Ugh, I needed this tonight 💖
So warm And Beautiful......
Yea', Just Like My Ex Wife,
But That is Another Tale...
That Ended COLD & HARD! 😢
Woke up now. This really got me through the night. Thank you 🙏
love this, this is what i listen to at work!
It's the ideal length for an 8hr workshift.
The measured beat of my footsteps echoed in the underpass, in time with the legato rhythm of the rain. Thoughts of her drifted through my mind as they wafted along, with the exhaled smoke from my cigarette, into the darkness of the shadowed night . . . . .
As I eat my simple hamburger no cheese sandwich, I think to myself listening to this music
"mood"
Damnnnnnnnnn! This is… solid.
This is fabulous, thank you for uploading.
This music lifted me up.
easy background music for a rainy day inside, makes me feel right at home.
This is so nice to just chill too
great playlist - just got back to the UK from a few days in Queens- reminds me of the evenings there.
2am. The city. And her.
Has the same resolution of my old '72 RCA tv... I need a drink.
This music reaches the parts of my body other music cannot reach....
Like which parts?
@@williamgass9242If it was a guy who wrote this, then I doubt you'd want to know, lol.
@@williamgass9242Probably between the shoulder blades. Close second: under his toenails.
There I parts I only reach in my dreams!....When I wake up my fingers are....never mind!
Funny thing about bars. Some drink for a night to remember, a road of pastel streamers coated in laughter. Others? Others drink to forget, their grey malaise flowing down into the cool oblivion of another pint of the bartenders finest.
The real question my dear... is what brought you to a place like this?
She replies.. "Nuthin mah dear, juss wanna get wasted"
I have found my supreme relax after work music. This is excellent.
Thank you very much for putting this together. It's therapeutic. I appreciate it.
Lovely. Recurrring themes herein alluding to "Round Midnight" by Thelonius Monk, which is most welcome.
Music for my soul!
The American dream meets reality in a bar that'd seen better days on a road goin' nowhere.
that shi was poetry
This sounds really good. Not like library music at all.
The spark of her lighter flickered like a firefly in the night. Briefly illuminating the darkness complimented by the aroma of whiskey. It was like a beacon of hope albeit ending in an instant.
And BOOM... her lighter exploded and so did she. A group of dogs came and began dancing around her. Then Jesus himself descended from the sky and told me "The guy next to you will begin to hand you his fingernails in 30 seconds. And it was at that moment I knew.... I had no nose...
I always wanted to go to a speakeasy where they played this kind of music...
Nah, this is for a high end urban establishment
I've never been to one, but I'm almost certain they exist and now I need to find one.
I live in socal and trust some of these casinos got the worst heart hitting live music for when u lose half your check and that high ass(....for pondering) parking to boot u don't even need a cig habit its already in the air in there
I've been to places that had this kind of music being played live multiple times, and this comment has me realizing that I'm pretty lucky for that
Speakeasy doesn't play this style Jazz.