Blade Runner is one of my all-time favorite movies. When Blade Runner 2049 came out, I remember being the only person in the theater in IMAX. I was 23 and just got out of the marine corp and it was a really confusing time. The movie really hit home and helped me a lot with my depression at that time. I'll never forget 2017...
@@nde1083 Concentration camps/15 minute cities, complete with cameras everywhere, technology implants to monitor movement, social credit scores based upon behavior....... Technocratic totalitarian dystopia. Seems like you do not understand what is going on.
I sit on the balcony of my fire station nursing a cup of hot coffee in my tired, sore and bruised hands. Waiting for the next tone to drop. Another fire with entrapment, another OD, another car wreck with someone pinned. Night watch in the Metroplex. Surrounded by humanity, there are a million cold, lonely souls walking a thousand cold lonely streets!
"The rain keeps falling, a steady drizzle that washes away the grime of the city streets, leaving them slick and shining. I find myself walking these streets alone, surrounded by the neon lights that flicker and dance in the darkness. The people around me seem distant and cold, like automatons going through the motions of their daily lives. In this world of artificiality, it's easy to feel disconnected, as if I'm the only real person left in this world. As I walk, I can't help but feel a sense of isolation that's almost overwhelming. The streets are empty, the buildings silent, and the rain seems to muffle even the sound of my own footsteps. It's like I'm in a dream, or maybe a nightmare, where the only reality is the sense of loneliness that permeates every corner of this city. But even in this isolation, I can still feel the pulse of life within me. I can still feel the beating of my own heart, a reminder that I'm still alive in this world of machines. And maybe, just maybe, there's still a chance for me to connect with someone, to find that human connection that's been lost. So I keep on walking, through the rain and the darkness, searching for something that I know may never be found. But even in this hopeless pursuit, there's a glimmer of hope, a faint spark that keeps me going. It's the hope that someday, somewhere, I'll find someone who understands what it means to be truly human, to feel and to love in a world that's lost its way. So I keep walking, my footsteps echoing through empty streets. The rain has stopped, but the air is still heavy with the scent of wet concrete and the sound of distant thunder. For a moment, I pause, gazing up at the sky, searching for some sign of hope. Lost in my own thoughts, the city continues to unfold before me. The lights overhead seem to blur together into a single, pulsing mass, casting strange on the buildings. I wonder if anyone else is out here, walking these empty streets, lost in their own thoughts and feelings of loneliness. The rain starts up again, a soft and gentle patter that seems to match the rhythm of my footsteps. I pull my coat tighter around me, trying to ward off the chill that's crept into my bones. And as I keep on walking, the rain intensifies, drenching me and the city in a downpour that seems to come from all directions. I consider taking shelter in one of the nearby buildings, but the thought of being trapped indoors with my own thoughts is too much to bear. Instead, I keep walking, my feet splashing through puddles as the rain pounds down on me. Then, I suddenly catch sight of a small restaurant tucked away in a corner of the street. The sign reads 'Sakura', and something about the warm glow emanating from the windows and the aroma of Japanese cuisine wafting towards me draws me in. I push open the door and step inside, welcomed by the sound of sizzling tempura, the smell of cooking food, which fills my nostrils, and a sense of comfort. I take a seat at the counter, watching as the chef prepares my food with care and attention to detail. For a moment, I forget the loneliness and isolation of the city outside, lost in the simple pleasure of a warm meal. As I eat, I let my thoughts drift, pondering the meaning of my lonely existence in this world of machines. But for a brief moment, in this small restaurant, surrounded by strangers and the comforting sound of rain, I feel a connection to something greater than myself. And as I finish my meal and step back out into the rain, I carry that feeling with me."
As I read your text, the images of every detail you described were forming in my mind. Combined perfectly in every detail with this melody, which by the way is fantastic! Your narrative looks like a movie and this melody and the soundtrack. I identified myself with everything you described! It seems that you described exactly how I feel on some occasions and especially listening and lulled by this wonderful song... thank you
As I sit here listening to this music, the rain falling outside my window, I'm transported to a world that's both familiar and strange. The melancholic melody weaves a tapestry of longing and despair that's both beautiful and haunting. It's as if the music itself is alive, a living, breathing thing that's taken on a life of its own. The synths and pads that drift in and out of the soundscape create an atmosphere that's at once futuristic and timeless, a sound that speaks to something deep within us all. It's the sound of a world that's lost its way, a place where the only constant is the ever-present danger that lurks around every corner. And yet, even as I'm enveloped by the darkness of this world, there's a glimmer of hope that shines through the shadows. For me, this music is a testament to the power of art to transport us to other worlds, to evoke deep emotions and connect us to something beyond ourselves. It's a reminder that even in the midst of the darkest of nights, there's still beauty to be found, still a glimmer of hope that shines through the shadows. So here's to Vangelis, for creating a work of art that captures the very essence of the Blade Runner universe. Your music has touched something deep inside me, and for that, I'm grateful.
When PKD wrote the background story (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep), he portrayed So Cal as extremely dry (as did Octavia Butler) Now I'm riding the trolley looking out the window through the raindrops! Climate science is right, and science fiction is all I have left! And all these experiences... Like tears in rain 😢 Time to die
Amazing music, intoxicating !!!.... :) Reminds me a lot of my childhood, because (but you probably know it of course !!) actually it is not the "original" version used in the film (the Vangelis original soundtrack, I mean, with synths and 80's vibes) but this superb jazz noir version was the one released as the "original soundtrack" that you could buy everywhere when the movie first came out (I can't exactly remember why the "more real" version took many years to be released, a weird question of rights I think or something like that), and I was soooooo fan of Blade Runner in 1982 (even if I was eight years old !!!) that I spent many saturday afternoons listening to the vinyl with my big bro (a little older than me) !!! When the director's cut was released in 1992, I loved the movie even more, and get used to the "synth more real soundtrack" that was available in CD... But I want to thank you because tonite, it was saturday, and I was alone, and listening with a dim light to this "old jazz version" (that has almost a "Miles Davis" vibe mixed with a Bill Conti cool soundtrack) made me think of memories that are really dear to my heart :)
I have listened to the original soundtrack countless times. When I had to buy the CD once again back in the 90's I realized to my surprise and great pleasure that a new version was released. It was said that the audience was not ready for the original versions when the movie came out. I still love this version and can listen to it countless times. It brings me back to times when all I had was music and it gave me comfort just listening to it. Hearing about Vangelis' death broke my heart. His music will live forever and I really hope he knew how much of a difference he made in our lives. Thank you for posting this
I find myself standing alone in the midst of the city, surrounded by the never-ending rain, the neon lights illuminating my surroundings. The feeling of detachment is overwhelming in this foreign and unfamiliar place.
I own all five movies ; the four versions of the original Blade Runner and 2049 , I’ve not heard this version of the song. Maybe it’s an original score from the orchestra ? But it’s not from the movies.
49 mins man I had a melt down lol can you do a 24 hour version as I freaking love smooth and smexy like this, longer version needed for me plz ❤️ stay safe x
Well you are right, but the title was the one chosen in the soundtrack by Vangelis, and the soundtrack used in the film, but fun fact, the cool jazz symphonic version (jazz noir ;) was the one released when the movie first came out, and which was the only "Blade Runner Soundtrack" that was available then if you wanted to buy it and listen to it at home :)
INT. A DIMLY-LIT JAZZ BAR - NIGHT John leans against the bar, sipping his whiskey as he listens to the mournful melody of the trumpet. He notices a woman sitting alone at a small table near the stage, lost in the music. JOHN: (leaning towards the woman) I couldn't help but notice how lost you are in that trumpet's blues. Mind if I join you? The woman looks up at John, hesitates for a moment, then smiles and nods. John takes a seat across from her and orders a drink. JOHN: So, what brings you here tonight? Besides the music, I mean. WOMAN: (smiling) The music is enough of a reason, don't you think? JOHN: (smiling back) I suppose it is. But there's something else about this place, something that draws people in. Maybe it's the darkness, the secrecy. WOMAN: Maybe it's the promise of escape. A chance to forget about the troubles of the world, if only for a little while. JOHN: (nodding) That's one way of looking at it. But do we ever really escape? Or do we just delay the inevitable? WOMAN: (smiling again) You're quite the philosopher, aren't you? JOHN: (chuckling) I've been accused of worse. But seriously, don't you ever wonder about the bigger picture? About what's really going on in the world? WOMAN: Of course I do. But sometimes, it's easier to just let go and enjoy the moment. To lose ourselves in the music and forget about everything else. JOHN: (nodding in agreement) You're right. Sometimes, that's all we can do. They sit in comfortable silence for a few moments, lost in the haunting melody of the trumpet. John breaks the silence. JOHN: The feeling that we're living in a world that's slipping away from us, that everything we know is just an illusion. WOMAN: (nodding) It's like we're all searching for something that we can't quite grasp. A sense of purpose, maybe. JOHN: (sighing) I wish it were that simple. But sometimes, it feels like we're all just replicants, going through the motions of life without really understanding why. WOMAN: (leaning towards John) Maybe that's why we come to places like this. To find a connection, a sense of humanity that we're missing in our daily lives. JOHN: (smiling) You're a poet, you know that? WOMAN: (chuckling) They sit in silence once again, lost in their own thoughts as the song comes to a close and the crowd erupts into applause. JOHN: (standing up) Well, it was a pleasure talking to you. Maybe we'll run into each other again someday. WOMAN: (smiling) Maybe we will. John nods, raises his glass to the woman, and walks away into the darkness of the night, his mind filled with the haunting melody of the trumpet.
John steps out of the dimly-lit jazz bar and into the rain, feeling the droplets soak through his coat. But despite the wetness, there's a beautiful feeling in the air that lingers from the music he just heard. He pauses on the sidewalk, taking in the sound of the rain and the distant hum of the city. Suddenly, a voice breaks through his thoughts. VOICE: Beautiful night, isn't it? John turns to see a man standing under an awning, smoking a cigarette. JOHN: (smiling) It is. There's something about the rain that always feels refreshing. VOICE: (nodding) Yeah, it's like the world gets a fresh start. A chance to wash away the dirt and grime of the day. JOHN: (chuckling) I like the way you think. The man takes another drag of his cigarette and offers it to John. VOICE: Want one? JOHN: (shaking his head) No thanks. I quit a while back. VOICE: (respecting John's decision) Fair enough. So what brings you out on a night like this? JOHN: (thinking for a moment) Just needed to clear my head. That music in there... it really got to me. VOICE: (nodding knowingly) Yeah, that trumpet player is something else. He always manages to hit just the right notes. JOHN: (absent-mindedly) It's like he's playing my soul. VOICE: (smiling) I know what you mean. There's a moment of silence as they both listen to the rain. VOICE: Well, I better get going. JOHN: (nodding) Take care. The man nods and disappears into the night. John stands there for a few more moments, lost in his thoughts and the haunting melody of the trumpet that still echoes in his mind. Finally, he takes a deep breath and starts to walk, letting the rain wash away his worries and fears, at least for now.
As John walks through the rain, he passes by streetlights that cast an orange glow on the pavement. He hears the distant sound of cars honking and people talking, but it all feels muted, distant. His mind is still consumed by the music and the man's words. He takes a turn down a quieter street and walks towards a park. The trees provide some shelter from the rain, and he finds a bench to sit on. He stares out at the empty playground, listening to the raindrops patter against the leaves. In the stillness, he realizes how much he needed this moment of solitude. Life had been moving so fast lately, and he hadn't taken the time to slow down and just be. The rain seems to have washed away all his worries, leaving him feeling refreshed and renewed. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper. It's the flyer for the jazz bar, with the name of the trumpet player and the date of his next show. He smiles to himself, knowing that he'll be back there soon. As he gets up from the bench and continues his walk, he realizes that the haunting melody of the trumpet is still echoing in his mind. But this time, it feels like a comfort rather than a haunting. It's a reminder of the beauty that can be found in life, even amidst the chaos and struggles. John walks on, feeling grateful for this moment of clarity and the music that led him to it.
As John walks, he takes in the sights and sounds of the city at night, feeling more alive and connected than he has in a long time. The rain has slowed to a drizzle, and the streetlights cast a warm glow over the wet pavement. Eventually, he reaches his apartment building and makes his way inside. As he rides the elevator up to his floor, he can feel the fatigue setting in from the long day and the emotional weight of his thoughts. Once inside his apartment, John takes off his wet coat and shoes, and heads straight to his bedroom. He climbs into bed, feeling grateful for the peace and quiet of his own space. As he drifts off to sleep, the haunting melody of the trumpet still lingers in his mind, but now it's accompanied by a sense of hope and inspiration. John knows that there will still be challenges ahead, but he feels ready to face them with a renewed sense of purpose and perspective.
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It sounds more like a mix, the original song is put together with a simple begining, middle and end. This has an extended middle arrangement. And a longer intro
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All those moments will be lost in time. Like tears in rain.
Time to die
Blade Runner is one of my all-time favorite movies. When Blade Runner 2049 came out, I remember being the only person in the theater in IMAX. I was 23 and just got out of the marine corp and it was a really confusing time. The movie really hit home and helped me a lot with my depression at that time. I'll never forget 2017...
Huh
The 1982 made an impact on my life when it came out. I was 18 years old. I saw it with two friends of mine, and both of them are still in my life.
I get it... having been through lots of confusing times myself. It gets better. Bladerunner classic was my favorite. This is a close second for sure.
Semper Fi young man
That trumpet is electrifying.
I'm sure it's a sax?
@@Re-Destro I am not sure, someone here told me it was a trumpet, LOL. Have no idea but it sounds great :)
@@Re-Destroit definitely sounds like a trumpet to me, although I wouldn't be able to tell you why ahah
@@Re-Destrodefinitely a trumpet.
It's a flugelhorn. As listed in the notes included with the CD@@mclovin2155
Best soundtrack piece in the whole movie history. Just perfect.
BLADE RUNNER FOREVER
That type of Dystopian Technocrat society is putrid!
@@Shaman196 Someone doesn't understand the word "dystopia".
@@nde1083 Oh Yes I do and we're headed straight to it...... Due to ignorance and apathy.
@@nde1083 Concentration camps/15 minute cities, complete with cameras everywhere, technology implants to monitor movement, social credit scores based upon behavior....... Technocratic totalitarian dystopia.
Seems like you do not understand what is going on.
@@nde1083 "You Will own nothing and be happy."
~ Klaus Schwab ~
The World Economic Forum
“It’s too bad she won’t live. But then again, who does?” ~ Gaff, Los Angeles 2019
This piece accompanies me through life like a good, but always sad, friend.
I sit on the balcony of my fire station nursing a cup of hot coffee in my tired, sore and bruised hands. Waiting for the next tone to drop. Another fire with entrapment, another OD, another car wreck with someone pinned. Night watch in the Metroplex. Surrounded by humanity, there are a million cold, lonely souls walking a thousand cold lonely streets!
I can't stop listening.
Glorious trumpet playing.
Amazing music! Makes my imagination get lost in a Mixto of sensations, feelings, fantasies and dreams lost. simply loved it!
Woah that hit real hard at 0:15. Was expecting just a chill ambience. A good surprise though.
I like to smoke joints to this relax and think about stuff in the night
"The rain keeps falling, a steady drizzle that washes away the grime of the city streets, leaving them slick and shining. I find myself walking these streets alone, surrounded by the neon lights that flicker and dance in the darkness. The people around me seem distant and cold, like automatons going through the motions of their daily lives. In this world of artificiality, it's easy to feel disconnected, as if I'm the only real person left in this world. As I walk, I can't help but feel a sense of isolation that's almost overwhelming. The streets are empty, the buildings silent, and the rain seems to muffle even the sound of my own footsteps. It's like I'm in a dream, or maybe a nightmare, where the only reality is the sense of loneliness that permeates every corner of this city. But even in this isolation, I can still feel the pulse of life within me. I can still feel the beating of my own heart, a reminder that I'm still alive in this world of machines. And maybe, just maybe, there's still a chance for me to connect with someone, to find that human connection that's been lost.
So I keep on walking, through the rain and the darkness, searching for something that I know may never be found. But even in this hopeless pursuit, there's a glimmer of hope, a faint spark that keeps me going. It's the hope that someday, somewhere, I'll find someone who understands what it means to be truly human, to feel and to love in a world that's lost its way. So I keep walking, my footsteps echoing through empty streets. The rain has stopped, but the air is still heavy with the scent of wet concrete and the sound of distant thunder. For a moment, I pause, gazing up at the sky, searching for some sign of hope.
Lost in my own thoughts, the city continues to unfold before me. The lights overhead seem to blur together into a single, pulsing mass, casting strange on the buildings. I wonder if anyone else is out here, walking these empty streets, lost in their own thoughts and feelings of loneliness.
The rain starts up again, a soft and gentle patter that seems to match the rhythm of my footsteps. I pull my coat tighter around me, trying to ward off the chill that's crept into my bones. And as I keep on walking, the rain intensifies, drenching me and the city in a downpour that seems to come from all directions. I consider taking shelter in one of the nearby buildings, but the thought of being trapped indoors with my own thoughts is too much to bear. Instead, I keep walking, my feet splashing through puddles as the rain pounds down on me. Then, I suddenly catch sight of a small restaurant tucked away in a corner of the street. The sign reads 'Sakura', and something about the warm glow emanating from the windows and the aroma of Japanese cuisine wafting towards me draws me in. I push open the door and step inside, welcomed by the sound of sizzling tempura, the smell of cooking food, which fills my nostrils, and a sense of comfort. I take a seat at the counter, watching as the chef prepares my food with care and attention to detail. For a moment, I forget the loneliness and isolation of the city outside, lost in the simple pleasure of a warm meal.
As I eat, I let my thoughts drift, pondering the meaning of my lonely existence in this world of machines. But for a brief moment, in this small restaurant, surrounded by strangers and the comforting sound of rain, I feel a connection to something greater than myself. And as I finish my meal and step back out into the rain, I carry that feeling with me."
As I read your text, the images of every detail you described were forming in my mind. Combined perfectly in every detail with this melody, which by the way is fantastic! Your narrative looks like a movie and this melody and the soundtrack. I identified myself with everything you described! It seems that you described exactly how I feel on some occasions and especially listening and lulled by this wonderful song... thank you
One of my top 5 ⚄ movies. I have the ten yr anniversary edition on VHS 📼 I watch it now and then.
Especially on those rainy nights.
This has been my study music for the past week. Thanks.
Looking out my window late at night at a sparkling Stockholm cityscape, grateful that I exist.
R.I.P Vangelis
R.i.p. my wife.
"The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel."
This melody creates an elusive feeling, an atmosphere from one of the dreams... that I once dreamed of.
Never stop dreaming , your imagination / consciousness is infinite , just believe :)
I, like millions, loved this movie, but I always wonder, what is it about this film that grabs people so deeply?
As I sit here listening to this music, the rain falling outside my window, I'm transported to a world that's both familiar and strange. The melancholic melody weaves a tapestry of longing and despair that's both beautiful and haunting. It's as if the music itself is alive, a living, breathing thing that's taken on a life of its own. The synths and pads that drift in and out of the soundscape create an atmosphere that's at once futuristic and timeless, a sound that speaks to something deep within us all.
It's the sound of a world that's lost its way, a place where the only constant is the ever-present danger that lurks around every corner. And yet, even as I'm enveloped by the darkness of this world, there's a glimmer of hope that shines through the shadows. For me, this music is a testament to the power of art to transport us to other worlds, to evoke deep emotions and connect us to something beyond ourselves. It's a reminder that even in the midst of the darkest of nights, there's still beauty to be found, still a glimmer of hope that shines through the shadows.
So here's to Vangelis, for creating a work of art that captures the very essence of the Blade Runner universe. Your music has touched something deep inside me, and for that, I'm grateful.
Anche l'ora e la notte più buia hanno sempre una luce di Speranza che dice di non perdere Mai La Fede
Mai
When PKD wrote the background story (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep), he portrayed So Cal as extremely dry (as did Octavia Butler)
Now I'm riding the trolley looking out the window through the raindrops!
Climate science is right, and science fiction is all I have left!
And all these experiences...
Like tears in rain 😢
Time to die
Amazing music, intoxicating !!!.... :) Reminds me a lot of my childhood, because (but you probably know it of course !!) actually it is not the "original" version used in the film (the Vangelis original soundtrack, I mean, with synths and 80's vibes) but this superb jazz noir version was the one released as the "original soundtrack" that you could buy everywhere when the movie first came out (I can't exactly remember why the "more real" version took many years to be released, a weird question of rights I think or something like that), and I was soooooo fan of Blade Runner in 1982 (even if I was eight years old !!!) that I spent many saturday afternoons listening to the vinyl with my big bro (a little older than me) !!! When the director's cut was released in 1992, I loved the movie even more, and get used to the "synth more real soundtrack" that was available in CD... But I want to thank you because tonite, it was saturday, and I was alone, and listening with a dim light to this "old jazz version" (that has almost a "Miles Davis" vibe mixed with a Bill Conti cool soundtrack) made me think of memories that are really dear to my heart :)
Poetic, thoughtful, expressive ! Enjoyed your commentary ! Yes, Miles Davis comes to mind immediately
@@jjiacobucci Thanks !!! :)
I have listened to the original soundtrack countless times. When I had to buy the CD once again back in the 90's I realized to my surprise and great pleasure that a new version was released. It was said that the audience was not ready for the original versions when the movie came out.
I still love this version and can listen to it countless times. It brings me back to times when all I had was music and it gave me comfort just listening to it. Hearing about Vangelis' death broke my heart. His music will live forever and I really hope he knew how much of a difference he made in our lives.
Thank you for posting this
@@thomaskoslowski167 You're more than welcome, amigo, and thank you for your comment :)
I really appreciate this post;sounds like we're walking past the shops before the gunfight.
Very helpfully chill
I find myself standing alone in the midst of the city, surrounded by the never-ending rain, the neon lights illuminating my surroundings. The feeling of detachment is overwhelming in this foreign and unfamiliar place.
Is it weird if the entire time I read that, is was in film noir/Neo-Tokyo Decker style accent? 😄
i really adore the idea of " never-ending rain " can you imagine the mood :S
@@Quasarski yeah. move to scotland youll find out. its shit
Love this version aswel as the other, can't stop listening
Makes me feel a little Pink Floydish...Shine On You Crazy Diamond. 🔹
Lovely, enchanting, nostalgic...
If only u could hear the rain better, it would have been on 💯 :(
I own all five movies ; the four versions of the original Blade Runner and 2049 , I’ve not heard this version of the song. Maybe it’s an original score from the orchestra ? But it’s not from the movies.
So emotional, a magical music，love it love it love it
Thanks for a beautiful, uplifting and inspiring 49 minutes.
This is so weird and cozy at the same time.
Chill but *chilling* ..
Brilliant film and amazing music
such a sad mood, but so good.
love it
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The inspiration of the film that never stops giving,,,
Gotta ask . . . with all the AI out there . . . is this a real trumpet? If so, beautiful interpretation of the music. A real piece of art.
New daily theme of the man cave 8h a day
Wow that great trumpet playing.
I have so many similar pieces, but this one centres mainly on the instrumental.
Most enjoyable.
Love it!
yeah that trumpet is great!
See You Space COWBOY!🚀🪐
This is magic! Thank you for putting this out here!
49 mins man I had a melt down lol can you do a 24 hour version as I freaking love smooth and smexy like this, longer version needed for me plz ❤️ stay safe x
Just use the "loop video" function in the player
This fills me w/ unfocused. nostalgia !!
unfocused nostalgia 🖤
Whoa! STEAMY.
Sooooo goooood .....
This is great 👌 thank you
Really nice. Love it.
Big fan. Love this set! Thx
The whole thing sounds so much like the into to 'Money for Nothing' :)
Hermosa música...
this is good but i need to see "the final cut" because it's the best one 😁
waow it erased my stress lol
Nice!
Kesey, Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you . . . THANK YOU!
We live in Dystopia 2023
A-ma-zin! Congratulations!
Amazing.
Thank you for this.
Art 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
This really is pretty chill. Burp.
I love the photo here, where did you get that from?
Halo 3: ODST vibes
Enchanting...
Perfect chill
Sounds like Chris Botti .he could play this 👍😁
Lovely work, new sub
Beautiful
This is not blues, this is jazz noir
Well you are right, but the title was the one chosen in the soundtrack by Vangelis, and the soundtrack used in the film, but fun fact, the cool jazz symphonic version (jazz noir ;) was the one released when the movie first came out, and which was the only "Blade Runner Soundtrack" that was available then if you wanted to buy it and listen to it at home :)
I enjoy it
The notes sound predominantly pentatonic
AMERIKASCHKA Very COOL MUSIC ✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😎😎😎😎😎😎
Soulfull ♥
awesome 😎
Thank you!
...I am the business.
Nice
que rola tan mas chingona
Thk u
Where can i find this music? Is this on spotify?
INT. A DIMLY-LIT JAZZ BAR - NIGHT
John leans against the bar, sipping his whiskey as he listens to the mournful melody of the trumpet. He notices a woman sitting alone at a small table near the stage, lost in the music.
JOHN:
(leaning towards the woman)
I couldn't help but notice how lost you are in that trumpet's blues. Mind if I join you?
The woman looks up at John, hesitates for a moment, then smiles and nods. John takes a seat across from her and orders a drink.
JOHN:
So, what brings you here tonight? Besides the music, I mean.
WOMAN:
(smiling)
The music is enough of a reason, don't you think?
JOHN:
(smiling back)
I suppose it is. But there's something else about this place, something that draws people in. Maybe it's the darkness, the secrecy.
WOMAN:
Maybe it's the promise of escape. A chance to forget about the troubles of the world, if only for a little while.
JOHN:
(nodding)
That's one way of looking at it. But do we ever really escape? Or do we just delay the inevitable?
WOMAN:
(smiling again)
You're quite the philosopher, aren't you?
JOHN:
(chuckling)
I've been accused of worse. But seriously, don't you ever wonder about the bigger picture? About what's really going on in the world?
WOMAN:
Of course I do. But sometimes, it's easier to just let go and enjoy the moment. To lose ourselves in the music and forget about everything else.
JOHN:
(nodding in agreement)
You're right. Sometimes, that's all we can do.
They sit in comfortable silence for a few moments, lost in the haunting melody of the trumpet. John breaks the silence.
JOHN:
The feeling that we're living in a world that's slipping away from us, that everything we know is just an illusion.
WOMAN:
(nodding)
It's like we're all searching for something that we can't quite grasp. A sense of purpose, maybe.
JOHN:
(sighing)
I wish it were that simple. But sometimes, it feels like we're all just replicants, going through the motions of life without really understanding why.
WOMAN:
(leaning towards John)
Maybe that's why we come to places like this. To find a connection, a sense of humanity that we're missing in our daily lives.
JOHN:
(smiling)
You're a poet, you know that?
WOMAN:
(chuckling)
They sit in silence once again, lost in their own thoughts as the song comes to a close and the crowd erupts into applause.
JOHN:
(standing up)
Well, it was a pleasure talking to you. Maybe we'll run into each other again someday.
WOMAN:
(smiling)
Maybe we will.
John nods, raises his glass to the woman, and walks away into the darkness of the night, his mind filled with the haunting melody of the trumpet.
John steps out of the dimly-lit jazz bar and into the rain, feeling the droplets soak through his coat. But despite the wetness, there's a beautiful feeling in the air that lingers from the music he just heard. He pauses on the sidewalk, taking in the sound of the rain and the distant hum of the city.
Suddenly, a voice breaks through his thoughts.
VOICE:
Beautiful night, isn't it?
John turns to see a man standing under an awning, smoking a cigarette.
JOHN:
(smiling)
It is. There's something about the rain that always feels refreshing.
VOICE:
(nodding)
Yeah, it's like the world gets a fresh start. A chance to wash away the dirt and grime of the day.
JOHN:
(chuckling)
I like the way you think.
The man takes another drag of his cigarette and offers it to John.
VOICE:
Want one?
JOHN:
(shaking his head)
No thanks. I quit a while back.
VOICE:
(respecting John's decision)
Fair enough. So what brings you out on a night like this?
JOHN:
(thinking for a moment)
Just needed to clear my head. That music in there... it really got to me.
VOICE:
(nodding knowingly)
Yeah, that trumpet player is something else. He always manages to hit just the right notes.
JOHN:
(absent-mindedly)
It's like he's playing my soul.
VOICE:
(smiling)
I know what you mean.
There's a moment of silence as they both listen to the rain.
VOICE:
Well, I better get going.
JOHN:
(nodding)
Take care.
The man nods and disappears into the night. John stands there for a few more moments, lost in his thoughts and the haunting melody of the trumpet that still echoes in his mind. Finally, he takes a deep breath and starts to walk, letting the rain wash away his worries and fears, at least for now.
As John walks through the rain, he passes by streetlights that cast an orange glow on the pavement. He hears the distant sound of cars honking and people talking, but it all feels muted, distant. His mind is still consumed by the music and the man's words. He takes a turn down a quieter street and walks towards a park. The trees provide some shelter from the rain, and he finds a bench to sit on. He stares out at the empty playground, listening to the raindrops patter against the leaves.
In the stillness, he realizes how much he needed this moment of solitude. Life had been moving so fast lately, and he hadn't taken the time to slow down and just be. The rain seems to have washed away all his worries, leaving him feeling refreshed and renewed. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper. It's the flyer for the jazz bar, with the name of the trumpet player and the date of his next show. He smiles to himself, knowing that he'll be back there soon.
As he gets up from the bench and continues his walk, he realizes that the haunting melody of the trumpet is still echoing in his mind. But this time, it feels like a comfort rather than a haunting. It's a reminder of the beauty that can be found in life, even amidst the chaos and struggles.
John walks on, feeling grateful for this moment of clarity and the music that led him to it.
As John walks, he takes in the sights and sounds of the city at night, feeling more alive and connected than he has in a long time. The rain has slowed to a drizzle, and the streetlights cast a warm glow over the wet pavement. Eventually, he reaches his apartment building and makes his way inside. As he rides the elevator up to his floor, he can feel the fatigue setting in from the long day and the emotional weight of his thoughts. Once inside his apartment, John takes off his wet coat and shoes, and heads straight to his bedroom. He climbs into bed, feeling grateful for the peace and quiet of his own space. As he drifts off to sleep, the haunting melody of the trumpet still lingers in his mind, but now it's accompanied by a sense of hope and inspiration. John knows that there will still be challenges ahead, but he feels ready to face them with a renewed sense of purpose and perspective.
10/10!!
👍👍👍👍
Vangelis.....
👍
2023 or 2024?
The stills shot is Hong Kong
ok good boa tranquilo,bora tocar trompete
John Isham on trumpet??
Music Coffee and a Bowl almost smoked.
Are You Hovering in your Sleuth Mobile Also???
Will the Rains ever quit
It's Only a Matter of Time
You Know
There is No Time To Waste
Cosmic Five..
Hope this Message Finds You WELL
does anyone have recommedations for similar songs with the same vibe?
Where can I buy this?
😅😅😅😅😅😅
Vangelis ?
Si.
Not the original.. This not Vangelis at all but New American Orchestra, who was published because Vangelis refused to release the soundtrack..
just a loop
It sounds more like a mix, the original song is put together with a simple begining, middle and end. This has an extended middle arrangement. And a longer intro
For me, lost optimism blues. 😨
🌹HERE ARE
SOME OF
MY CHAOTIC,
HOP INDUCED
HYPNOTIC
HALLUCINATIONS
AND WARPED
INSIGHTS
OF MY
MIDNIGHTS
MAKE LOVE 💕
NOT WAR
MOVIE
DREAM"
After
I
Stream,
This
Visionary
Video,
Of this
Timeless
Bleak
Incredibly
Advanced
Sci Fi thriller
Set in a
Apolyctic
Distopian
Westworld
And,
As
I
Listen
To
It's
Endless
Liquid
Lush
Loop,
I drift
Subconsciously
Incoherently
🌆🌹🎺🎶🎺🌹🌆
🌹 I'm Lying
Here Now,
Low,
All
Alone,
Thrown
Below the
Devil's
Disastrous
Crumbled
Shattered
Life,
Zombie
Zone
As I Slumber,
Under a
Somber
Rumbling
Thunder Blue
Lightning ⚡🌩️
Atomic Sky,
I m Withered,
Wounded
An,
Weak
Unable,
To Speak,
I'm Left to Die,
I Refuse To Sink,
And
Think
Why Me?
Am
I
Mostly,
Alive,
Somehow,
I Survive
With Only,
My Drive,
Amid,
The
Quiet Remaining Fire,
And My Hopeless
Inspired
Desire,
My sweet,
Memories
Of You,
Are Even Higher,
Than
The,
Overhead,
Silent Cyborg
Helicopters
Rescue
Rotors
They,
Flew,
Right
Through,
With Nothing To Do
The
Trembling Wars
Vibrations
Within
Reach's,
And Resonates
My Distant Limbs,
My Bones
My Skin,
Are wearing Thin.
I Think🔥,
I heard
A Voice
Say,
My
Oh
My,
So many
Missile's
Whistle
The Daycares
Cold Grey Cement,
They Chisel
Into Piles
Of Rubble
Twisted Trouble
Zombie Soldiers
Sweat, Through
Their Stubble
Blood,Bursts
And Bubbles,
Through
A 1920s
Tragic Redux
Sadness And Sorrows
Mercilessly Accrue,
Smoke Filled Clouds
Of Acrid Burnt Air
Funnel Through
As A Thousand New Widows
Guide Young Orphans
Through
The Warning Alerts
Shrieking Blares
The Survivors
Thousand Yard Stares
What a
Sad,
Sad,Sin,
Nobody
Did Win,
So,
🌹On
A
Secret
Sundays
Surroundings
Eerie
Sonic,
Silence
A
Stealthy,
Sudden,
Soundscape,
Of Misty Gentle,
Cleansing
Mystery Rain,,
🌹There Remains
Among
The Cremains
Of Human
Suffering
Almost Insane,
Pain,
A,
Lonely 🎺
Solitary,
Trumpets
Plaintive
Sad
Rolling
Rifts,
Refrain,
Enveloping,
The
Burned
Scarred,
Sunken
Surfaces
Of
Cratered,
Jagged Torn,
Now Terribly
Twisted
Land Of
Ukraine
Terrain,
🌹That's
Easing
My Pain
Erasing
My
Whole Attitude,
It,
Becomes Gratitude
In
A Quiet Solitude
And,
A Unknown
Angels
Beatitudes
I Glance,
At,
Her Shadows
Surprised
Spirits
As
They
Dance
And
Rise
Levitating
Latitude
Askance,
In a
Broken
Romance
Trance
I'm only,
Missing
You,
My Sweet
Angel
Here,
As
I Hear,
🌹The Trumpet It's,
Reflectively Wails
It's Solemn Notes 🎶
They Sail,
They Float
They Emote ,
Mysterious
Wonderful,
Exhales
Of a
Musicians
Throat,
That's,
🌹Descending,
Fast,
Freely,
Finally,
Healing,
Me,
From,
Way,
Down
Deep Inside ,
Until,
🌹I Escape Into
My Mexican
Getaway
Border
Dream,
I'm Quietly
Kneeling
Beside you,
Feeling You,
Sealing you,
From,
This
Stealing
,
Of
Feelings
Reeling,
Peeling,
Of
A
Choking,
Broken
And
Wounded,
War Torn
World
Of
Softly
Spoken
About,
🌹Empty
Words On
A Wire,
I'm Tired,
Of Being Mired,
Violated
Against,
And Conspired
In My
Fading
Fast,
Last
Broken
Promises
Sad,
Past,
I Cast,
The Twisted
Flags Mast,
I Need A Mental Break,
Of All
These Tragic Men's Mistakes
Of The Many
Innocent Victims
They Forsake
I Seek,
These Elusive,
Truths
No More,
Liars,
War Criminals
Who's Sins,
Require
A Dirty Dozen
Friars
Jury Inquire.
They Are
Doomed
To The
Dark
Devil's Room,
To Dry Ice.
Filled
Howling
Rooms
Of Old
Smoky Blue
Never Ending,
Gospel Sending
Frigid Frozen
Furious Fires
🌹Im
Calmingly
Cooling You,
Cleansing
Through
You,,
Now,
With Deep
Diamond
Crystals
Desires,
Set To Expire
My
Loins On Fire,
From
Within
And
Throughout,
You,
Above,
And
Below You,
I Bring You In
And Hold You,
Tight,
Under
Beautiful
Blue 🌙
Sweet,
Mexican
Magnolia
Moonlight 🌠
Trying In Vain
To
Hold Back
The
Dawn's
Early
Earth Rose
Light.
I Say Goodbye,
"Mi Amour"
And Kiss You
Goodnight 💋🌉
🌹Running
And
Retreating
I'm Releasing
And Ceasing
Life's
Persistent
Blues,
To
Instead
Choose You,
My
Lovely
Mexican 💃Beauty,
And I Try
To Return
To,
The
Pleasing
Siesta's
And,
Fiestas s,
Last Resorts,
Wounded
Western
World's,
Winds
Within
The
Cheerful
Contours
Of,
Your
All Inclusive
CoHiba Cigar
And
Crystal
Champagne ,
Room
Cabana
And,
Corona
Chilled,
Sublime
Lime,
Lager🍺
Beer
Filled
Chicane
Callous,,
Canopied
Cocaine
Cocoon,
In Sultry
Sunny
Cancelled Check
Cancun,
That,
You
Over
Stayed In
Last June🏝️
🌹I'm Resistant
to the,
Mistrust,
Of, A
Resilient
Rising,
Swollen🌄
Sun
Its
Red,
Rust
Undone,
Of
The
Silvery
Shadowy
Crust
,
Of Your
Blue Blade Runners🎶🎺
Faded Star Dust
🌹I Face down
And Flay
I Twist,
I Fade,
Jaded,
I Recall,,
Of
Your Carnal Trade
That,
You Once Forbade
That,
Im Afraid,
One Late
Midnight
Mysteriously
Was Made
🌹Equally,
Embracing,
I Try In Vain
To Escape
My Swinging Hammock
From
My Insane,
Exotic,,
Erotic
Racing
Dreams
,
I
Seem
To,
Remember,
My
Silent
Scream,
Please
Stay,
With
Me,!
As I Try,
Enter your
Slow Motion,
Secret Place,
My Eyes are Torn,
From Your Face,,
To,
Between
Your Lovely
Luscious Lace
Your Delicate
Liquid Life,
On
My Tongue
Like a Gentle
Swirling
Sweet
Delight,
And
It
Escapes
The
Silky Sweetness
Of Your
Splendid
Soft Lips
Like
A
Broken
Eclipse,
I Cradle
Your Hips
Try To Resist
Your Tenderness,
And
Your Last Kiss
That,
I Already Miss
And Then,
They Dismissed,
Against My Wish,
This Lovers Tryst
The Juarez Judge
And His Cashless Fist.
I'm,
🌹Calming
You with
Wordless
Willowing,
Whirling,
Wind Swept,
Whispers
Swirl,
That
Soar
🌹Above and
Beyond,
You
I abscond
With you,
I am Fond,
Of,
You,
Your Spirits Rile,
Almost Defiled,
Your
Feminine
Charms Beguile,
You Want To Believe,
I Retrieve
And Rescue,
Your Fearless
Frozen Smile
From
The Pile
Of
My
Memories
Long
Ago,
Missing You,
File
🌹And You
Belong
In a Timeless
Movie Clip
With a Sensual Slip,
You Bite Your Lip,
Tasting The,
Roaring Crisp, Cool Oceans
Salty Spray,
You,Sip
And
Listen
To
The
Seagull's
Mocking
Siren
Song
🌹I Race
And Trace,
Embrace,
Then Erase
This
Places
Echoing
Selective,
Eclectic,
Rings
That
Circle,
And,
Sling
As
She Sings,
On
Wings
Of
Electric
Tropical Breezy
Warm
Wafting Winds
That
Bursts,
Bring,
A Currents
Within
Under the Surfs
Relentless Spin,
Waves Crash
Without Care
Or Whim
As You Swim,
No Discipline
A Riptide Tries
To
Pull
You
In,
The Thing,
But
You
Win.
🌹And
Now,
Sheltering
Soft Pink Skies
Spread Sea Side
Horizons Wide
You Can See Its
Passion
It's
Pride,
Crossing
Eye to Eye
🌹Nature's
Elastic
Ever Changing,
Rainbows Hues
Reveal Their
Colored Views
Through
Staring Eyes
On
The Shifting Skies
They
Try a,
Brief Disguise,
And Are
Caught In
Just One
More,
Fantastic
Heavenly
Sigh,
As It
Reflects
And
Collects
Raindrops
That Stop
And Hop
Suspended
In It's
Alluring
Angelic
Arcs,
Depart
Earthbound,
In Seven
Semi Circles,
And
Seven
Seconds
Silently,
Subsiding
Drizzling
Soft
Sunlight's
Ends
Bend
And
Lies,
Then Quickly Dies,
Hypnotized
All
Within
A Rain Clouds
Mighty
Mile High
Skies
Rides
A
Brief Goodbye.
Minute by Minute
In A Fleeting
Suspended Mist
That
Exists
For
A
Moment in Time,
🌹Stretched
Sixty Seconds
Across the
Shifting Sands
Soft And Silky,
A Slice Of Sun
Won,
From
Serene Clouds
Refine,
That Climb
Transparent
Like Gauze
Sublime,
Surrender
To Time,
🌹For in that,
Silent,
Solitary
Sunken
Shadowed ,
Serene,
Aqua Green,
Blue Marine,
Sullen
Silver
Sunset,
I see,
🌹Your Fingers
Twirling
Lighty,
Ever so
Slightly,
Curling,
And
Whirling
My Hair,
Without
One Care
I Swear,
I Remember,
That Look,
of
No Compare,
Did I Dare,
Return Your Rare
Knowing,Stare
As I Lingered There
My face
Buried in Your
Honey Hair.
🌹And Just
For
A Moments
Lust,
Maybe Just
Built Truly,
on Love
And Trust,
I Said,
You Must,
🌹Have Been,
Momentarily Mine,
Magnificent,
Mystical,
Magical
Merciful,
And Most Divine,
Your,
🌹A Fragile
Exquisite
Gentle,
Delicate Figure
So Lovely,
So Pure
So True,
So Good,
I Closed
My Eyes,
And Understood,
That your,
🌹So,
Graceful
And Refined,
I Tasted It,
Intertwined
Your
Beautiful
Hands
In Mine,
I'm Inclined
To Walk,
🌹In the Soft Shadows,
Curling
Distant
Corners of my Mind,
Always,
all of the Time,
I Find
You Remained,
Honest,
Loyal
And
Relentlessly Kind,
And,
🌹You Slowly
Sweetly
Surrender,
Wine,
Sedated
Elated,
Belated,
Begin to
Unwind
Until I Find,
The Rythmn
And Time,
Of,
🌹Your
Beautiful
Body's
Inner,
Waves
That,
Save,
Wash away
With Each Sway,
All the
Hurt and Pain
until
None of It
Remained,
No Complaints
Retained,
My Sadness
Suddenly Refrained,
I Can't Explain
I'm Drained,
And Feel,
🌹Betrayed
Unknowingly,
By your Sensual
Seductive
Secret Smile
While,
Your Light,
Ethereal Exile,
Tender
Tragic Touch
Style,
Is Almost,
to Much,
As Such,
I Respond,
I Rush
You Blush,
Your Love
My Crush,
🌹And Within
Seconds
Spirits Hide,
I Decline,
You Recline
My Body Slides
I,
Softly Glide
And Ride,
Across
Your
Perimeter,
With my
Souls Pride,
It's,
🌹So Wicked,,
Wonderful
so Wild,
I am Left
Mellowed
and Mild,
and I Exhale,
And I Sigh,
As You Begin
to Cry,
And,
🌹You Say You
Don't Know Why,
And as
I Wipe
Away,
Three,
Lonely
Tears
That Sear,
Ever
So
Near
That
Connect
And I
Collect,
From your
Moist Eyes,
I Suspect,
They Correct,
All
The
Fraudulent
Fears
of Past Years
They
Disappear,
Dry,
I Say My,
Oh My,
Thank You,
And,
🌹"You Have
Made me Feel,
Heavenly
Healed,
Way
Deep
Down
Inside,
I Almost
Cried,
In You,
I've Survived
You've
Left,
Me
Whole,
And,
Completely
Satisfied"
🌹🙏🏝️🎺🎶🌆🌉🎶!
Astonished and impressed indeed ! Thank you from Korea .
@@shadowlee9021
Your Most Welcome,
From New York,
I love Seoul,
It has a lot
Of Heart
And Soul. 🙏👍
alphanumeric sound nr 1 alwayse dope yo