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Middle Man
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A haunting, mid-tempo character study on the duality of self, blending spectral atmosphere with a heavy emotional pivot between the ghosts of the past and the uncertainty of the present.
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I don't confine myself to a single genre. My muse draws from every direction, and I follow where it leads using various AI technologies.
Hello, and thank you for listening. I don't really have a single genre that I aspire to create. It's mainly just what I'm feeling in the moment. My muse draws inspiration from every direction. My musical voyage takes me on journeys both internal and external, journeys whose results I can't always predict. For me, it's truly the journey that matters, not the destination. I let my creativity flow freely, allowing it to guide me where it will. I don't constrain myself to a particular style or genre; instead, I embrace the boundless possibilities of musical expression. Each new piece is an adventure, an opportunity to explore uncharted sonic territory. My aim is not to adhere to any preconceived notions of what my music "should" sound like. Rather, I strive to authentically channel the emotions, ideas, and perspectives that well up within me at any given time. The end result may defy easy categorization, but that's part of the beauty. I'm not beholden to any expectations other than my own artistic vision. So in short, I let my muse be my guide. I follow where it leads, embracing the unpredictable journey of musical creation (via various AI technologies). I hope you'll join me on these voyages, as I never know quite where they might take us. Cheers!
Song Info
Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Charts
#39 today Peak #20
#18 in subgenre Peak #10
Author
Ward C Locke
Rights
Ward C Locke
Uploaded
January 14, 2026
Track Files
MP3
MP3 10.3 MB 320 kbps 4:30
Lossless
WAV 49.4 MB
Meta Data
BPM
74
Beat
4/4
Key
C ♯ min
Vocals
Male
Story behind the song
The Movements: 0:00 0:54: [The Midnight Vigil]: The track opens with a sparse, atmospheric arrangement. A resonant, bluesy piano motif mirrors the "someone in the glass," creating a sense of isolation and nocturnal tension. 0:54 1:36: [The Narrative Trap]: The development thickens as the lyrics discuss the "stories we tell ourselves." The instrumentation builds with a low-register bass presence, symbolizing the "locking in" effect of personal myths. 1:36 2:20: [The Soul’s Equator]: A powerful dynamic shift occurs during the chorus. The piano transitions from melodic to rhythmic "stabs," emphasizing the struggle of the "middle-man" caught between two versions of himself. 2:20 2:48: [The Quiet Friend]: The resolution softens into a contemplative state. The "whisper" of the past is represented by a decaying reverb trail, leading to a final, cold silence that mimics the empty mirror. Lyrics and concept by Ward C Locke. Music produced
Lyrics
Wake up midnight, someone’s in the glass I said, I wake up midnight, someone’s in the glass Got a look like they’re waiting, for a ghost that’s passed. We tell ourselves stories just to breathe again Lord, we tell ourselves stories just to breathe again But some of them stories, they just lock us in. There’s a line in the middle, a line in the soul Between the man I was and the man I hold One foot is shaking, one foot is grand I’m just a middle-man trying to stand. Still figuring it out. Past don’t die, it just learns to whisper low No, the past don’t die, it just whispers real low Used to be a scream, now it’s a friend I know. The mirror is empty, but the glass is cold Stop talking now... let the truth be told.
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