I think you left it at the bar last night. Remember? Yesterday was a rough one and you needed a stiff one and a bottle of chaser. It's the bar that Lou tends, right around the corner. You can monologue on your way over.
Just some facts: FIlm showcases foggy Palace of Culture and Science in Warsaw. The view was likely recorded from the Radisson Collection Hotel on Grzybowska Street. The towers on the left side belong to the All Saints' Church
I can't help but think that everytime I see this, I'm reminded of something that happened a couple months ago. I had a bad reaction to Pneumonia, and ended up in the hospital. It was at night, and I stared out the window, at the multitude of cars driving, and I was very envious of their freedom. Looking back, the next day, was the last day I had spent there, although it wasn't until evening that I left Leave it up to a few doctors that couldn't determine when I was to leave. But I talked to a doctor that evening, (not one of mine) and shortly after that brief discussion we had I was released.
LOVE this kind of Jazz. It relaxes me. It brings back the days of my young single life. The piano bars and jazz clubs. Used to frequent "Shelley's Manhole" in Hollywood in the late 60s . So nice to hear.🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺
Here I am, 37 years old. Sipping whiskey. I got a gal who lives in another state. We've known each other for a few years. Things are tough for her. Just hoping one day, we can meet in person.
This is so excellent, something i'll come back to, many times. I've already came back to it a few times, so far. I've always loved jazz, particularly with piano, and saxophone together, and likely that love won't ever fade.
The type of music to dine with a woman to listen to and savor the moment of getting to know her for the greater good gesture. I tell ya, jazz can really make a nice touch of mood for whenever you want to clear your mind and live sufficiently in content.
September 4th. My birthday with 15 minutes left. I sit here alone and wallow in the mess I've made. The mistakes and the stupid things I've done. I lost you... but then I never had you truly. I wish things could have been different, I wish we could have been different people. I'll love you always, the only way I know how. From a distance. I wish you the best that life has to offer. I wasn't it.
I know another song, not at all jazz, to play before listening to this, to help set the mood, Affair on 8th Avenue by Gordon Lightfoot. (It was "the seedy part of town" that reminded me! He doesn't use "seedy" but you will understand)
People of the world. I've been homeless 3 times in the past year. Left a trifling "wife". Many people say I'm a good man. I don't see myself as a good man. Just a man thats trying not to be a POS. ANYWAY where I'm heading with this is I got a tour of an apartment that was remodeled to look like a speakeasy. I love that Era. I need a place so I can have my toddler. I'm still in the divorce court fighting for custody. I miss my daughter and being a father. Any prayers regardless of what you call your God will be appreciated. I want to play this music in my new place with a retro phonograph. Possibly slow dancing with my baby girl. Thank you guys and wish me luck
"There I was, alone at that old and dirty diner, having a late meal or an early breakfast, like it mattered at all. Coffe was cold and bitter just like my ex-wife, while toasts were crumbling worse than my bank account and bacon was past its expiration date, same as my dreams. My innards complained that cheap omelette was a bad decision, just one more in my long list of bad decisions. Adding refried beans was an even worse one. I hurried to the bathroom like a chased rat up a drainpipe. The "Out of Order" sign stopped me deader than a fly in the web. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Just suck it up. Such is life."
This is sad , but its poetry in my eyes. i felt that deep in my heart, it went deeper than my thoughts at night, it reached my darkest parts, darker than my secrets, during the day i hide them, at night the moonlight reveals them. 🎉
It's a different shade of darkness every night...moon looks like a bad mole on the night sky, the stars just freckles of the person I used to be. Each shade of the night eases into me like a careless whisper, I wonder where it all went wrong.
Lets talk for a moment ladies & gentlemen Picture this on your speaker , at your penthouse at night, you got your whiskey, coffee, whatever keeps you calm, looking at the view, the stars the moon and feeling the breeze, life moving forward with ease, your income increased, your expenses decreased, now ladies&gentlemen stop imaginating cuz thats all that there is to it, if you dont work towards the dream then you'll dream and never wake up till you dead, but you cant cuz you're dead. 😂 This a wonderful sound, its calming, brings the peace of mind i seek.
The music I play in the Divorce attorneys office when they hand me the papers and I'm about to monologue about my favorite fishing spot getting ruined by pollution.
Why am I feeling like Bogie: Of all the two-bit joints for her walk into, she made it to this one. Eyes like a Dove and lips of fire. There was something special about this dame, etc😂
The music's great. But, what the heck is going on with the office lights on the one floor of the building on the left? Flickering, flashing, and going off and on. It's bizarre.
It looked like rain, so I got up to close the window. That guy on the sidewalk was still playing his sax. He was good, but I had heard enough for one day. When I turned back to my desk, she was already standing in front of it. "Can I help you?", I said. "No, Mr. Starker, I'm here to help you.", she whispered. "You placed a Want Ad for a secretary in today's paper. I'd like to apply for the position." "Cookie, you can have any position you want." I replied, "You're hired as of now. And from now on, call me Mick." "Oh, thank you Mr, uh, Mick." she squealed, "You don't know how happy this makes me." "Sit down, sugar, pour yourself a drink. We've got all night to get to know each other. And you don't know how happy this'll make me!", I said as I removed my tie. That's when the phone rang. That's when it all started to go sideways. Who could've figured that she'd wind up dead, and I'd be sitting in a jail cell talking to you?
It was late and I still couldn't get her out of my head. Another shot and a cigarette, the little voice in my head kept telling me to forget her. ' but that's easier said than done. Maybe the gypsy was right all along , If you believe in that kind of thing . I guess we'll never know !
It was early evening on what had been a grey Friday. The nights had srarted drawing in and it was already getting dark. It had been a slow day and I was about to close up when Rachael rang through from the front office. "Theres a Ms Pope out here", she said un her usual disinterested way. "Says she has to see you." "Send her in" I said and in a second she was through the door. Ms Pope was 5' 5" and skinny with short blonde hair done up in the new style. Her grey raincoat, cinched in at the waiste matched her purse. Her eyes were red rummed from crying and her mascara which earlier must have been immaculate was running, her devil-red lipstick smudged. I took a pencil and pad from a draw and gestured for the girl to sir which she did without a word "So", I said, "what can I do for you?" She raised her eyes from her lap, those big doe eyes and looked me right in the face. Right thenI knew it was going to be a ling night...
I've lived this life a long time, too long some would say, but the day I met her made me feel like I was already running out of time. It's funny being in the big city, most of the time you don't even know what you're looking for, and then, bam! There she is, walking through that door. The classiest dame I've ever seen. Her eyes were dark, her lips were perfect, and I even liked the way she smoked her cigarette. Right then, I knew anything she asked me to do, I would do in spades. And it was that thought that made me realize my so-called long life was going to be shorter than I expected. But hey, at least the bourbon was good, and my gun was loaded. I didn't care what happened. - Lance Trigger, private eye. 🥃🚬
It was a late Tuesday Nate at the office, the rain poured down on the Seattle Streets... It was a night to be filled with paperwork and a few too many cancer sticks. There was a knock at my door, to my Surprise a gorgeous dame came to greet me. She was the kind of woman that made you wonder if the only thing in your drink was scotch. And just like that I knew, I'd be working overtime.
May 3rd 1am : im sittin at my desk with a slug of brandy in my hand, and lookin out on the city ,her lights twinkling like a thousand stars and i think of her, Lady Liberty. She stands tall over the city, a beautiful sword held alof over her head , and a scale in her other hand. I just hope that while im here, i can shift the scale, so those i love aint here when the sword falls
When i move into my new place i'm gonna set up small speakers in my living room and play this on loop in the evenings
L
@@sydneyfairman843 egend, indeed
That was four weeks ago, so how are you doing, now?
@@kevinlane1219 It's been done 🗿
@@kaizenjackAre you enjoying it?
a little dive joint, smoky room, hushed whispers and low murmured conversations....and this music.....
Wow talk about creating a mood
Your hour, your place.
yeah no
And some Married With Children Philosophy.
Don't forget the old-timey cocktails!
Perfect for Wed morning in NYC with my terrace doors open having a cup of coffee
Agreed🎶✨️
Am envy.👍🏻💚
Also the perfect accompaniment for Thursday morning and having an espresso in my backyard in Las Vegas. Cheers to NYC my friend @edamameedamame 🙏🏻😎🤙🏼
@@DaveInLAS Zabar’s expresso 🫘 few quiet moments to start the day 🌈🌳👏🏻👏🏻
Great comment
When i hear this i feel like i am experiencing all the joy and pain of humanity down through the ages.
If it had rain then you’d have all our tears too 😂
That's jazz my friend. The bittersweet essence of life made music. The highest form of art.
Jazz makes me forget all about what is happening in the world and just makes you calm and relaxed in the moment without a worry in the world
where is my overcoat and hat so I can start my inner monolog?
I think you left it at the bar last night. Remember? Yesterday was a rough one and you needed a stiff one and a bottle of chaser. It's the bar that Lou tends, right around the corner. You can monologue on your way over.
Perfect music for all my detectives out here.
I"ve decided to take the case ...see, but if you don't spill the beans, I'll slap you in the face and walk out.
Including the real ones who love all things jazz. * - *
This reminds me of when I was 6 watching detective Conan I wanted to be a detective myself soooo bad and solve crimes just like him...
Just some facts: FIlm showcases foggy Palace of Culture and Science in Warsaw. The view was likely recorded from the Radisson Collection Hotel on Grzybowska Street. The towers on the left side belong to the All Saints' Church
Thanks, I'm always curious about these places.
Thanks for the info. 🔥
🧐🧐🧐
I can't help but think that everytime I see this, I'm reminded of something that happened a couple months ago. I had a bad reaction to Pneumonia, and ended up in the hospital. It was at night, and I stared out the window, at the multitude of cars driving, and I was very envious of their freedom. Looking back, the next day, was the last day I had spent there, although it wasn't until evening that I left
Leave it up to a few doctors that couldn't determine when I was to leave. But I talked to a doctor that evening, (not one of mine) and shortly after that brief discussion we had I was released.
LOVE this kind of Jazz. It relaxes me. It brings back the days of my young single life. The piano bars and jazz clubs. Used to frequent "Shelley's Manhole" in Hollywood in the late 60s . So nice to hear.🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺
I think you would like Chris Botti
Love it too :)
Tell me more, Sir.
Are you like 80?
Fuck, I will be too someday
Need to enjoy my 30s while they last
Thank you
im 17 and i just gotta say "shelly's manhole" might be one of the greatest names for a jazz club ive ever heard lol
i guess my cat loves it too, it came and jump on my lap to give him hugs in my arms
This is the Sade in jazz, the diazepam of cool and they’re what I need right now.
😄
Here I am, 37 years old. Sipping whiskey. I got a gal who lives in another state. We've known each other for a few years. Things are tough for her. Just hoping one day, we can meet in person.
Sorry man, but if you haven’t even met her, that ain’t your gal.
@@LongWarEnjoyer Still, it probably beats a blow-up doll . . . though not necessarily. It kind of depends on the blow-up doll, I suppose.
This is helping me with my book! Thank you :)
This has instantly became 1 of my favorite music i usually listen to jazz
This is so excellent, something i'll come back to, many times. I've already came back to it a few times, so far. I've always loved jazz, particularly with piano, and saxophone together, and likely that love won't ever fade.
This is as relaxing as 20mg of Valium and a bourbon chaser. Thank you. 🖤
Fuckdrugs
I prefer Single Malt Scotch myself as a chaser in this kind of scenario, but I think that we're pretty much on the same page here. 🤫
@@erniebuchinski3614 😂😂😂
I am embraced with my love and this music caresses us. It's perfect.
Jazz has that way of mixing tempos in a way that both soothes and stimulates my adhd brain. perfect for just playing and letting your worries go
Yep just let em go ... allow confusion to just pass on by ...
The type of music to dine with a woman to listen to and savor the moment of getting to know her for the greater good gesture. I tell ya, jazz can really make a nice touch of mood for whenever you want to clear your mind and live sufficiently in content.
specially sifficiently content. 5five dude
Bro what?
BLADERUNNER... and depression. I absolutely love it.
Blade runner ❤❤❤
Listening to this makes me wish LA Noire would've had a sequel
Sweet. Reminds me of late night/early morning in the 1990’s when I was in NYC jazz clubs every weekend. Nothing compares quite so well.
Beautiful music to listen with glass of red wine 🍷. Good memories…
September 4th. My birthday with 15 minutes left. I sit here alone and wallow in the mess I've made. The mistakes and the stupid things I've done. I lost you... but then I never had you truly. I wish things could have been different, I wish we could have been different people. I'll love you always, the only way I know how. From a distance. I wish you the best that life has to offer. I wasn't it.
Happy belated birthday my guy
@@taintrippin3654 Appreciate that.
Whiskey on the rocks, please.
Quiet , a drink of bushmills and cooking salmon cream aneth 🍋 vegetables 🍅 🥕etc.. I m so calm...enjoy .from France, Normandy. 🥃🍲🥘 🇨🇵❤
My favourite bar a mile, love it thank you ✌❤ to the World.
The music seems to transport you back in time to some smoke filled bar at the seedy part of town which ofcourse plays the best jazz.
I know another song, not at all jazz, to play before listening to this, to help set the mood, Affair on 8th Avenue by Gordon Lightfoot. (It was "the seedy part of town" that reminded me! He doesn't use "seedy" but you will understand)
This hole-in-the-wall comes with a jaded chanteuse, yes?
Relaxing calm thinking music❤❤ love it
Perfect looking out big windows at mountains via Bend Oregon
My dream channel ❤
This music makes me want to be a private eye in the 1940s or 50s, lol.
Thank you very much, the music and video is beautiful and perfect, it helps me appreciate little things in life.
The sounds have so many thoughts and feelings❤ it's incredible that this has a impact on our mood but in a great way!!! I❤this for us!!!
It's like a half-full glass of whiskey in cheap bar on a long, dark night
In Mérida Yucatán, very good music. Thanks a Lot
perfect moody jazz
Very chingona AND tender music...merci. Greetings from Cdmx....
Beautiful
trumpet make it jazz full. It gives the spirit to romance, if not, How can U trip? wheather just starring at the city lights or w/wine or whatever
I use this music for my office its my favorite (: ty I injoy it alot. ❤❤❤
People of the world.
I've been homeless 3 times in the past year. Left a trifling "wife". Many people say I'm a good man. I don't see myself as a good man. Just a man thats trying not to be a POS.
ANYWAY where I'm heading with this is I got a tour of an apartment that was remodeled to look like a speakeasy. I love that Era. I need a place so I can have my toddler. I'm still in the divorce court fighting for custody. I miss my daughter and being a father. Any prayers regardless of what you call your God will be appreciated. I want to play this music in my new place with a retro phonograph. Possibly slow dancing with my baby girl. Thank you guys and wish me luck
Thanks for the beautiful music...
The city at night ... 🌧🌙✨️
man, now I want to drive in the middle of a city while there's a strong rain and a dark night, just for the sake of it
Absolutely beautiful! Thank you for sharing!! 🤩
"There I was, alone at that old and dirty diner, having a late meal or an early breakfast, like it mattered at all. Coffe was cold and bitter just like my ex-wife, while toasts were crumbling worse than my bank account and bacon was past its expiration date, same as my dreams. My innards complained that cheap omelette was a bad decision, just one more in my long list of bad decisions. Adding refried beans was an even worse one. I hurried to the bathroom like a chased rat up a drainpipe. The "Out of Order" sign stopped me deader than a fly in the web. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Just suck it up. Such is life."
This is sad , but its poetry in my eyes. i felt that deep in my heart, it went deeper than my thoughts at night, it reached my darkest parts, darker than my secrets, during the day i hide them, at night the moonlight reveals them. 🎉
Oh dear 😢
I've had nights like this. The only thing that made those nights better was Diner Kitty was a great date.
It's a different shade of darkness every night...moon looks like a bad mole on the night sky, the stars just freckles of the person I used to be. Each shade of the night eases into me like a careless whisper, I wonder where it all went wrong.
Exquisite. Thanks a lot for posting ❤️🍾🥂🌠
LOVE this🥰
I watched a Scooby-Doo marathon last night and he solved every case. Listening to this sh!t here feels like I stepped into Cowboy Bebop. Dope
So real for that.
Lets talk for a moment ladies & gentlemen
Picture this on your speaker , at your penthouse at night, you got your whiskey, coffee, whatever keeps you calm, looking at the view, the stars the moon and feeling the breeze, life moving forward with ease, your income increased, your expenses decreased, now ladies&gentlemen stop imaginating cuz thats all that there is to it, if you dont work towards the dream then you'll dream and never wake up till you dead, but you cant cuz you're dead. 😂
This a wonderful sound, its calming, brings the peace of mind i seek.
The music I play in the Divorce attorneys office when they hand me the papers and I'm about to monologue about my favorite fishing spot getting ruined by pollution.
Awesome
This sounds more like fancy dinner music
Exelente!
Love it, thanks 🙂
Skyline night Jazz🎶🎵🎶🎺
beatifull
Playing Shadow of Doubt whit this, makes the game even more satisfying !
i like the intro
Out of all the bars in the world. She walks into mine...🍹...
ขอบคุณค่ะ❤
Why am I feeling like Bogie: Of all the two-bit joints for her walk into, she made it to this one. Eyes like a Dove and lips of fire. There was something special about this dame, etc😂
The music's great. But, what the heck is going on with the office lights on the one floor of the building on the left? Flickering, flashing, and going off and on. It's bizarre.
An electric X-Man throwing a tantrum? Most likely something quite mundane like several bad ballasts.
It is ok to be sad.
🖤
as a public defender under pressures of deadlines, this soothes my black heart and evil soul, thank you!
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
It looked like rain, so I got up to close the window. That guy on the sidewalk was still playing his sax.
He was good, but I had heard enough for one day.
When I turned back to my desk, she was already standing in front of it.
"Can I help you?", I said.
"No, Mr. Starker, I'm here to help you.", she whispered. "You placed a Want Ad for a secretary in today's paper. I'd like to apply for the position."
"Cookie, you can have any position you want." I replied, "You're hired as of now. And from now on, call me Mick."
"Oh, thank you Mr, uh, Mick." she squealed, "You don't know how happy this makes me."
"Sit down, sugar, pour yourself a drink. We've got all night to get to know each other. And you don't know how happy this'll make me!", I said as I removed my tie.
That's when the phone rang. That's when it all started to go sideways.
Who could've figured that she'd wind up dead, and I'd be sitting in a jail cell talking to you?
And? What happens next?
Google Algorithm (exhaling smoke from a cigar): "I knew you would be back... just like a fake coin"
DUH.
fino senores
this is the skyline of warsaw ;3
I was you trying the dark goth music
Reminds me of the nintendo ds game "hotel dusk" its a mystery game
> starts this video
> starts playing Shadows Of Doubt
That case is going to be solved, today.
1:48:36
Isnt that Warsaw?
It was late and I still couldn't get her out of my head. Another shot and a cigarette, the little voice in my head kept telling me to forget her. ' but that's easier said than done. Maybe the gypsy was right all along , If you believe in that kind of thing . I guess we'll never know !
It was early evening on what had been a grey Friday. The nights had srarted drawing in and it was already getting dark. It had been a slow day and I was about to close up when Rachael rang through from the front office.
"Theres a Ms Pope out here", she said un her usual disinterested way. "Says she has to see you."
"Send her in" I said and in a second she was through the door.
Ms Pope was 5' 5" and skinny with short blonde hair done up in the new style. Her grey raincoat, cinched in at the waiste matched her purse. Her eyes were red rummed from crying and her mascara which earlier must have been immaculate was running, her devil-red lipstick smudged.
I took a pencil and pad from a draw and gestured for the girl to sir which she did without a word
"So", I said, "what can I do for you?"
She raised her eyes from her lap, those big doe eyes and looked me right in the face. Right thenI knew it was going to be a ling night...
I've lived this life a long time, too long some would say, but the day I met her made me feel like I was already running out of time. It's funny being in the big city, most of the time you don't even know what you're looking for, and then, bam! There she is, walking through that door. The classiest dame I've ever seen. Her eyes were dark, her lips were perfect, and I even liked the way she smoked her cigarette. Right then, I knew anything she asked me to do, I would do in spades. And it was that thought that made me realize my so-called long life was going to be shorter than I expected. But hey, at least the bourbon was good, and my gun was loaded. I didn't care what happened. - Lance Trigger, private eye. 🥃🚬
(Insert Film Noir narration here)
A Lovers Prayer:
Now I lay thee down
My Sweet, I pray in love we'll always be
A life sublime; that's what we'll make
I pray the Lord this is our fate
I so wish she was there, drinking a good wine... Chatting... And then kissing me ❤❤❤❤ And tell her how beautiful she is 😊😊
It was a late Tuesday Nate at the office, the rain poured down on the Seattle Streets...
It was a night to be filled with paperwork and a few too many cancer sticks.
There was a knock at my door, to my Surprise a gorgeous dame came to greet me. She was the kind of woman that made you wonder if the only thing in your drink was scotch.
And just like that I knew, I'd be working overtime.
Was she the tall drink of water to go with your Scotch? Did you offer a death stick and light it for her?
what's the name of the first instrumental piece
🐝
💐
*insert "I understood that reference" meme here* LOL
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Is that downtown Indy
Warsaw
We say dark jazz or Jazz Noir? terms are often accepted many variations.....which one is official (if the term official can be applied)
😮💨🚬🥃...
What song is 1:48:50
...then,she walked in...
Ey toots , got a lighter? I need some fire to keep this investigation
I knew I was in deep trouble the moment She walked to me and said "My preferred pronouns are They/Them/Their, Buster".
What’s the name of the first track please?
i'm guessing its ai if they're not crediting any real artists.
May 3rd 1am : im sittin at my desk with a slug of brandy in my hand, and lookin out on the city ,her lights twinkling like a thousand stars and i think of her, Lady Liberty. She stands tall over the city, a beautiful sword held alof over her head , and a scale in her other hand. I just hope that while im here, i can shift the scale, so those i love aint here when the sword falls
F... rap or r&b.. This is music for soul.
Let people like what they like.
Music for me and you.