Satin joins the Amped Artists roster with his beautifully crafted progressive trance song "Our Walk".

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Using the Real Book version of "Satin Doll", we create a bass line using mostly roots and thirds. If a chord lasts 4 beats, we'll play a full arpeggio.

Walk is the first album by the American singer-songwriter Andrew Peterson, released in 1996. All songs by Andrew Peterson.

Formed in 2012 Satin Jackets is the brainchild of German producer Tim Bernhardt. Having enjoyed success through the late 90s and 00s producing house music under a variety of different aliases, Tim launched Satin Jackets as a vehicle to finally explore his lifelong love of disco. Inspired by the clean productions of artists like CHIC and studio genius Trevor Horn, Tim set to reintroduce that polish and sheen back into the modern disco scene.

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Walk On By" is a song composed by Burt Bacharach, with lyrics by Hal David for singer Dionne Warwick in 1963. The song peaked at number 6 on the US Billboard Hot 100 and number 1 on the Cash Box Rhythm and Blues Chart In June 1964 and was nominated for a 1965 Grammy Award for the Best Rhythm and Blues Recording. Isaac Hayes recorded the song five years later, in 1969, and reached number 30 on the Hot 100 chart and number 13 in the R&B charts with his version.

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the happiest days of our lives. When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children anyway they could By pouring their derision Upon anything we did And exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids. But in the town it was well known When they got home at night, their fat And psychopathic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives. I got the obligatory Hendrix perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favourite satin shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers I've got a silver spoon on a chain I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains I've got wild staring eyes And I've got a strong urge to. fly But I got nowhere to fly to Ooooh Babe When I pick up the phone There's still nobody home I've got a pair of Gohill boots But I got fading roots.