Film Noir Ambience (Diner on a Rainy Night) | Music, Rain

You are a hard boiled detective enjoying a cup of coffee on a rainy evening. The best place to mull things over for a cold case is the diner.

Enjoy the sound of jazz music, rain outside, cigarette lights and drags, cars passing by outside, coffee cups, etc.

[pbambient]

Version 2 with no spoon clinking sounds 👇

[dusty_dietrich]

"Cold night. Cold rain. At least the coffee was warm. Maybe it was the last warm thing in my life. It had been a long day and a crystal ball somewhere was whispering in my ear that it would be a longer night. Right now the only people who wanted to be awake were those enforcing the law, those breaking it, and me."

[NikkiC]

I love how everyone is just using this as a creative writing prompt 😂

[ms.annthrope]

Love reading every poster's attempt to write their own Mike Hammer and Sam Spade.

[basedury]

“You see the woman. Good. I want you to see that woman 'cause that's my wife. But that's not my apartment. It's not my apartment.”

[Downforyears]

"Here's your coffee, Dickens. Two bucks."

The burnt grain smell, the deep dark colour, the tongue torturing bitterness. All I needed was in that cup. A sip later, I felt a smile showing up on my face. Lawrence's coffee was the best in this city, his cafe the cosiest of all, and the jazz, oh man, the jazz... Coming from an old jukebox, still the same discs, stille the same vibes.

The Noire cafe was a safe place for me. A place to bring peace in my soul, a place to find some rest when all of this city was slowly going crazy. A place to...

"Mister Longhardt?" asked a deep, but definitively feminine, voice. The kind of voice shaped by years of cigarettes smoking. "Dickens Longhardt?"
"Call me Dickens."

God did I hate this name. Dickens Longhardt... Like a joke, invented by my father... A weight on the shoulders, considering that I was...

My self-considering thoughts disappeared as I gazed the woman that was looking for me. Forty, maybe forty five years old, quite tall, red dress with a beige trenchcoat. A skin as deep as ebony, beautiful brown eyes and black hairs pulled together like an obsidian crown, some of them turning white.

"Mister Longhardt, I need your help..."
"Did you find me at my office?"
"No, but..."
"So you should consider that I'm not available right now.".
"I... Please, it's about my son. He's gone missing since few weeks. He didn't returned me news, like he did since he moved here."
"Misses...?"
"Amanda Soote."
"Quite an unusual name. Misses Soote, where are you from?", I asked as my job was already taking on my will to have some rest.
"New Orleans."
"That is quite a long way to Chicago."

I sighed. After the last case, I needed some rest. But I needed money. A divorce was never free...

"So, Amanda, explain me what's going on. From the beginning..."

[DianeRichardson-nc]

I listen to this almost every day at work. I get in, make my coffee, and sit down to sort out the company inbox while listening to this. Really eases me into the day. My day job is really dull so this helps get me through. The sound of the rain and the occasional sip or stirring of a coffee is very comforting

[williamb]

It was four weeks since the last case had passed my desk. Four…as in the number of cigarettes I had left in my right pocket. The dim sunlight seeped through the cracks of the blinds in my office revealing the slow rise of the steam from my evening cuppa joe; its aroma filling the room and causing me to remember the days before the streets turned dark.

It was an April afternoon, cloud-covered, with drops of rain that marked the pavement like tears on a tragic newspaper story. All I could hear outside my office was the soft patter of raindrops that provided some remedy for my weary mind, but there was only so much the rain could do…

[bbrbbr-ongd]

"Where I go, the wind follows." - Spider-Man Noir

[kawaniaudio]

This music is so wonderful. To the person who is reading this comment, i wish you great success, health, love and happiness!!!😍

[AW-krfl]

What on earth have I stumbled upon? Some bizarre creative writing subculture when I was just looking for relaxing ambience

[aircraftcarrierwo-class]

This is so surreal. I can almost smell fresh-brewed coffee right now in my apartment, but I don't even own a coffeemaker.

[하와와-od]

I like to drink whisky with this so wonderful!

[gilmueller]

The dame just stood there, not laughing, not crying. Just standing. I saw her nails were long, unbroken and red – except for the trigger finger on her right hand. That should have warned me. But it didn't.

[christianbrown]

"Yet your my favorite work of art"...I tell her this most every night before she sleeps. I find it funny she never asks for the explanation. Quite alright, as I imagine her one night in some Parisian cafe and those words will gently kiss her ears. Or maybe even in a quiet moment such as this. Yes, the gift of that moment. A most special one...for sure. But for now, she merely sighs, and whispers " I love you daddy...goodnight"

[alexa-pth]

I love this so much, makes me feel like a detective after a hard case fr

[SteelyEyedMissileDan]

Such a slick vibe. Cool Jazz noir and Edward Hopper go together like peanut butter and jelly.

[mpmaverick]

It started as creative writing... now I'm sitting here with a Pencil in my mouth, pretending I've stumbled into the wrong part of town

[EdwinBardales-twwi]

"Good evening, my name is Detective Franco with the NYPD"
*flashes badge*
"Did you see a woman here last night at around 8pm? About 5 foot 1, 150 lbs, blonde hair blue eyes?"
*bartender cleaning whiskey glasses with an old wet rag*
"You know what, yeah, I do remember, she came in at about 8:15, ordered a martini, and sat in that corner booth"
*points towards booth*
"anything else you can remember?"
"yeah, matter of fact, there was a tall gentleman in a suit, handsome looking fellow, he came in at about 8:30 and met her, looked like they were having a good time, they took off at about a quarter till 9"
*detective scratches his head* "interesting"
"anything else I can help you out with detective?"
"no thats all, thank you"
*detective Franco leaves the bar, lights a cigarette, and gets into his undercover car*

[frozenheroe]

This is exactly what I was looking for to wind down and get some work done. Absolutely love the calm and settled vibe with the rain in the background.