After Hours Avenue

It's always two in the morning here.

After Hours Avenue is a quiet corner of 1940s America — the last drink at the
bar, rain on the sidewalk, a saxophone playing for nobody. Every video is two
hours of original instrumental noir jazz written for one specific night: a
Kansas City jazz bar in 1947, an empty hotel lounge in 1948, a diner on a
Detroit avenue at 2 AM.

No lyrics. No talking. Nothing loud. Just slow piano, brushed drums and a tenor
sax, recorded to sound like an old tube microphone and a worn record.

Put it on to work, to write, to read, or to fall asleep.

New video every two days.

Music and artwork are original and AI-assisted.