I won't call it a night until I relax to this song ^^

I love this, ❤️😻, cool jam 😍, WOW

Really enjoyed that....Wonderful arrangement. The dip to "Theres no one around not a body insight" works as a great hook, right to the fab ending. Super stuff.

bedroom pop... Actually, this sounds kind of jazzy to me. Really nice sound. In general, I believe it's also nice  to find the lyrics in the description.

Love the calm collected vocals. Beat is nice. Nighttime tune

Stuff We  Really Like

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33LfOIbO4hk

Beginning of the End

Special thanks to 5Eleven for his a cappella....

ONLY MY DRUGS.  Feat 5Eleven

First single from the upcoming EP release, A TOUCH OF TERROR. August 23, 2024 on all platforms...

A Touch Of Terror

Touch Of Evil

BANDCAMP

Faixa produzida exclusivamente pelo Rapper e Artista da SoundCloud em seu nível Underground "loc dró". Essa faixa e outras partes dela que será lançado nos próximos meses foi um teste experimental do Artista e não focar em uma coisa apenas que fez em seus projetos passados, grava encima de Beats e solta a música não feita por si só.

Loc dró Produced Type Beat Rage (Slowed)

Solitude hits like a ballad in the wind 
From the second level balcony 
Feeling restless with the sound of busy streets 
And a starless sky to set the scene 

And there’s no one around 
Not a body in sight 
So I smoke by myself 
And I take in the night 

Don’t know why I find it hard to find my peace 
I’m the only thing this moment needs 
Light another while I wonder to myself 
If there is more to this than what I see 

Twenty-something 
Heading into the unknown 
With a plan that needs purpose 
And a purpose of my own 
Thinking on it like it’s something I’ve outgrown 
I’m too old to keep on dreaming 
Or too young to give it up

And there’s no one around 
Not a body in sight 
So I smoke by myself 
And I call it a night 

One day I’ll wake up and find 
The world was out there waiting for me 
I just want my company 
And find this shit ain’t what it seems 

Tell me that I’m reaching too high 
I don’t need another take 
I don’t care if you can’t relate 
I’m heading for a better place 

And there’s no one around 
Not a body in sight 
So I smoke by myself 
And I call it a night 

One day I’ll wake up and find 
The world was out there waiting for me 
I just want my company 
And find this shit ain’t what it seems 

Tell me that I’m reaching too high 
I don’t need another take 
I don’t care if you can’t relate 
I’m heading for a better place 

And there’s no one around 
Not a body in sight 
So I smoke by myself 
And I call it a night

Call it a Night

My man

Week 70 of writing, producing and releasing 1 song per week.

Week 70 (Don't Know My Neighbours)

rainy nights

Aged Seventeen.
You had a dream.
But then it turned into a lie.
Now, all the summers passing by.
Are not for love.

In your despair.
You wanna care.
You're falling into disrepair.
Now you're losing all your hair.
Ah, if you could.

Now, all the hipsters stand so tall.
They're careful not to take your calls.
The brightest lights you've ever seen.
Are casting shadows in your dreams.

Your golden shrine.
Won't take it's time.
But, you don't want to waste a line.
As you pluck them from from the sky.
Boy, if you could.

The flowing tune.
Is a sand dune.
And you are sinking by the feet.
Trying to reach out incomplete.
To a golden bull.

Now all the lizards on the wall.
Might be prepared to lose it all.
But I just find this place obscene.
I guess I'll rid you from my dreams.

Hold this space.
Watch me go.
Out of time.
In the know. (x2)

Aged Seventeen.
You had a dream.
But then it turned into a lie.
All your summers pass you by.
They're not for love. 

You wanna fly.
Stuck getting high.
Oh, I can see it in your eyes.
That it's time to say goodbye.
I've got to go. 

Now all your friends have lost their way.
They flew away one sunny day.
Were barely noticed in the squall.
I'm not prepared to lose it all.


Goodbye, I've Got To Go

This song is about the frustrations and betrayals that artists face in the digital age, particularly with music streaming platforms like SoundCloud. I was recently hit hard when my total play count suddenly dropped by half, with hundreds of plays vanishing from each song seemingly overnight. I've heard about three other artists that have had this happen to them as well.  It was a stark reminder of the lack of control and transparency artists have over their own work. The lyrics highlight the issues of transparency and fairness in counting streams and paying royalties, and how these systems can be manipulated to the detriment of the artists. It's a call to action, demanding justice and fairness for creators, and emphasizing the importance of honesty and integrity in the way our work is valued and compensated. 

This song is a protest against SoundCloud's exploitation of artists and a plea for a more equitable system that respects the value of our work. 

Let me know with a comment, if this has happened to you as well. I emailed SC but never received a reply as usual. 😡


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
In the shadows, numbers fade
A silent theft, a hidden shade
Hundreds of thousands, a count so fine
Now halved in an instant, left to decline 

[Pre-Chorus 1]
A cry in the void, a scream unheard
As the truth is twisted, and the lies are blurred 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Verse 2]
Months of silence, a meager pay
A measly amount, for a lifetime's sway
The system's broken, the trust is worn
As the counts are manipulated, and the truth is torn 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
A cry in the void, a scream unheard
As the truth is twisted, and the lies are blurred 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Verse 3]
SoundCloud's ledger, a dishonest page
Where our hard work's worth is rewritten in their stage
The fire that burns, within our hearts
Is fueled by passion, and a work of art 

[Bridge]
We're not just numbers, we're not just plays
We're the heartbeat, of a creative way
We're the voices, that speak to the soul
Don't silence us, don't take control 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Outro]
SoundCloud, your name is tied to shame
There should be justice, a reckoning to claim
Artists demand, a fair and honest share
You should do right by us, show you care.



Fractured Counts

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a small group of music-loving aliens who decided to live among humans, blending in, absorbing their musical art, and trying to contribute with their own.😜
On a planet Earth plagued by wars, hatred, climate change, and junk food, with 99 percent of the wealth held by just 1 percent of humanity, these somewhat alienated aliens one day discovered that even the dark can be beautiful.
They discovered The Beautiful Dark (https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark), simply Carl to his friends, living on a beautiful island not far from the chaos of the old continent, the noble Ireland.
So this little bunch of aliens with their questionably produced music decided that yes, absolutely, they had to at least try to pay tribute to that Earth artist who felt anything but Earthbound in his noble intentions.
They just had to do it. Especially after dear Carl helped ease the pain of our guitarist’s clumsy fall down the stairs with his poetry, music, and photography (she’s fine, don’t worry ). 😂
This one is epic: https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark/may-apples-read-you-one-handed 😅
So here is our tribute to the awesome Carl. It’s a humble offering compared to his talent and refined art, but considering it was written, played, arranged, sung, produced, and mixed in just two days, it’s kind of a small miracle.
We really hope you’ll like it, especially you, Carl.
Big thanks to all the amazing artists on SoundCloud. This music planet is wonderful. Thank you for existing. 🤗
Thank you, Carl. Love you. 🫶
P.S. As for the wild Italian rambling at the end of the track, we’ll talk about that in the comments maybe. Better not clutter the song description with Mary’s poetically hysterical metaphors. 😂
Ah, and the cover art is titled Carl kicks the Moon's arse.😆
The song is in D minor, the perfect key to express both beauty and melancholy. It hopefully captures the very spirit of Ireland and the deep emotions behind “The Beautiful Dark.” It’s as if the music itself builds a bridge between light and shadow, between solitude and hope.
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on June 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

You speak in verses old as stone,
Like rivers carving through the bone.
A voice that holds the wild and wise,
With every line, a new sunrise.

Your home is filled with turf and song,
The tales of old still loud and strong.
Mist rolls in from hills and sea,
Yet your words still set us free.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

Not just a poet, but a fire,
That burns through doubt, that lifts us higher.
You blend the past with something new,
A druid’s heart beats pure and true.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

A crackling fire, stars above,
The night wrapped tight in verse and love.
The chords fall right, the words stay strong,
Lights down low, this is Carl's song.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

Hearts full, pints raised, this is Carl’s song!

The Beautiful Dark (Carl's Song)

Every Mile is a song about breaking free from the noise and concrete of the modern world to rediscover the wild, untamed spaces where we still belong. Blending ambient textures with acoustic folk roots, this track tells the story of leaving behind the city lights, chasing open skies, and finding peace in nature's forgotten corners. It's a journey through nostalgia, disillusionment, and ultimately, freedom.

Every Mile

musique pour le sexe

Ça m'excite

Apple Music

/
THE LOTION — Part Four: an Essay //
meets Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
/**
music: Track One, Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
lyrics: The Lotion, fictionalive
/**

An alternate take of the suppressed original:
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/the-lotion-it-all-starts-here-rub-yourself-with-love-4thediscontent-mix?in=fictionalive/sets/the-lotion-revisited-voice

Our previous and first collab—a dream come true:
soundcloud.com/fictionalive/sets/the-beauty-of-a-collabs-over
/**

visit Tomas on Soundcloud here @tgpeiretti

/

The Lotion: It All Starts Here – Rub Yourself With Love // Billion Lotions
/**

Hidden Story:

“The Lotion” started with a gust from the SoundCloud algorithm—163 plays, flagged as “Recommended.”

Then, without warning, the wind vanished. No reason given. Maybe “revo-LOTION and love” was one revolution too many.

The Enigma floats where machines pull anchor. So:
We multiply. We remix. Every alternate take is an act of resistance.

Want to make history? Float your own Lotion.
DM to join the wave. @fictionalive

Let love slip past the unseen hand.

/

What’s a “new alternate take”?

It’s a fresh version of a song—different vocals, mix, mood, arrangement, or interpretation.

Not a finished remix; usually, it’s raw, experimental, open to further evolution.

Think: What if the same story is told with a twist, a new voice, or a secret ingredient?
/

THE LOTION — Part Four: an Essay // meets Lo-Fi Vol. 1

Para escuchar la versión con Martin T.  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-feat-martin-t
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte

NO QUIERO VERTE

Somos como dos pajarillos
viviendo en un plácido nido...
sin apenas conocerse;
somos unos desconocidos
jugando a cambiar de camino…
con el riesgo de perderse.

Y es que somos a la vez
carne y uña, risa y llanto:
dos que no se pueden ver...
¡pero que se quieren tanto!

Estribillo

No quiero verte porque sé que te adoro
no quiero verte porque sé que luego lloro
y no puedo estar sin ti;
te diría que te quiero como un loco...
pero sé que en tu vida yo no soy
ese amor que sabe a poco
y prefiero estar sin ti.

-----------------

Somos como dos enemigos
luchando en eterno conflicto…
pero que no han de matarse;
somos todavía dos niños
buscando el juguete perdido…
y es hora de despertarse.

Y es que somos a la vez
mar y arena, nieve y menta:
algo que no puede ser...
¡si primero no se intenta!

Estribillo

I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU

We are like two little birds
living in a placid nest ...
without hardly knowing each other;
we are strangers
playing to change the way ...
at the risk of getting lost.

And it is that we are at the same time
flesh and nail, laughter and crying:
two that cannot be seen ...
But they love each other so much!

Chorus

I don't want to see you because I know that I adore you
I don't want to see you because I know that I cry later
And I can't be without you
I would tell you that I love you like crazy ...
but I know that in your life I am not
that love that knows little
And I'd rather be without you

------

We are like two enemies
fighting in eternal conflict ...
but they are not to be killed;
we are still two children
looking for the lost toy ...
And it's time to wake up

And it is that we are at the same time
sea and sand, snow and mint:
something that can't be ...
If you don't try first!

Chorus

No quiero verte AC

Two versions of a genre-blending country song with a warm, vintage feel, reminiscent of classic R&B and doo-wop. Perfect for a slow dance or “making sweet music”.

Sweet Music (ft. Imogen Forger) (B-Side)

singer songwriter & producer 
always working on a project of some sort

thx for being here <3

The New Bones is a Reading based Indie project based out of Ben's converted garage with regular contributions from his sons (Louis and Ollie) and brother (Big Dave)

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