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Dark Room Blues
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Tim Wayling vocal
pop rock jazz blues latin
Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with j
Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with jazz and modern pop rhythms into a seamless stream of captivating sounds. Alexander creates his music right from his heart, and all of his songs come with "super-catchy" melodies. Alexander has a strong approach to make hit songs and memorable instrumental tracks in various genres.
Song Info
Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
Victor Koletchko/Alexandre Molodkov
Rights
SOCAN 2023
Uploaded
February 22, 2024
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.0 MB 320 kbps 3:28
Lossless
WAV 57.6 MB
Meta Data
Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
VERSE 1 Broken chairs, broken truck, out of luck, Shattered dreams, no money left, I am playing in the dark room, I am smoking in my room, I am thinking doom and gloom. Chorus: Call me, hon, I feel alone, Call me, hon, and take me home, All I need is your sweet voice Wtout you I have no choice. Call me now, this night is long, All I know this booze is strong, No more smokes, I feel alone, Call me now and bring me home. VERSE 2 Smoke is rising to my eyes - no surpise, Throat is sore - from smoking much, I am lonely in this dark room, Shadows move in my dark room, Shadows sing bout doom and gloom. Chorus: Call me, hon, I feel alone, Call me, hon, and take me home, All I need is your sweet voice Wtout you I have no choice. Call me now, this night is long, All I know this booze is strong, No more smokes, I feel alone, Call me now and bring me home. VERSE 3 Broken chairs, shattered luck, rusty truck, Sold guitars, no money left, All I have is my spooky room, Smoke is twising thick and blue As I ponder on my doom in this room. Chorus: Call me, hon, I feel alone, Call me, hon, and take me home, All I need is your sweet voice Wtout you I have no choice. Call me now, this night is long, All I know this booze is strong, No more smokes, I feel alone, Call me now and bring me home.
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