Hip-Hop / Urban Chart

My Soundcloud friends Vol. 3 / 2025

Coups de cœur étrangers 18

25 ending

To my granddaughter Ana, who is celebrating her first birthday today......

ANA'S GARDEN

Welcome to "Happiness," a song that celebrates the simple joys and moments that make life truly special. Back at the end of 2023, I reached out to friends on social media, asking them to share their definitions of happiness. Their heartfelt responses inspired the lyrics of this track, turning their collective wisdom into a melody that resonates with all of us.

"Happiness" is more than just a song; it's a tapestry woven from shared experiences and cherished memories. Whether it's spending time with loved ones, enjoying a peaceful moment with a cup of coffee, or finding joy in solitude with your favorite records, this song captures the essence of those moments that bring us true contentment.

Co-producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered by @a7-recording-studio (www.a7recordingstudio.com/)

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Happiness

Nothing Left To Lose

NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

Ce titre, avec ‘AU PUB DES REGRETS’ et ‘INFIDÈLE’  fait partie de la trilogie ‘des amours tumultueux’ du micro-album PHONOGRAPHE de MCDC. Le couple ne va pas bien et en est presque à se séparer mais il existe encore une part d’espoir dans la tête d’un des amoureux en  crise. Il ne veut pas se retrouver seul où il fait noir.

This title, with ‘IN THE PUB OF REGRETS’ and ‘UNFAITHFUL’, is part of the trilogy 'of tumultuous loves” of the EP PHONOGRAPHE. The couple is not doing well and is almost separating, but there is still some hope in the head of one of the lovers in crisis. He doesn’t want to be alone where it’s dark.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles et musique, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : piano
Frank Corneau : Basse
David Simard : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

J'veux surtout pas

You find yourself in a desolate place. Fire burning, a woman greets you. familiar feeling yet her soul corrupted from the time spent in this hellish landscape. could this be the one you're looking for?? As always hope you enjoy and thank you for listening

(song description moody eerie sounds turn to a dance song with a chill ending)

Underworld

A follow up folk tune, based on one recorded take without a metronome. A song about a stage performer confusing adoration for love.

Yours to take

"WHERE I WANNA BE"

A love song about sanctuary, presence, and the choice to build something real with someone.

The world moves fast. Days blur, nights disappear. But there are moments -when you're caught looking at each other, when time seems to stop, when you realize all you need is right here - that make everything else fade away.

"Where I Wanna Be" captures that feeling. It's about the space between breaths, the weight of a touch, the peace you find when you close the door on everything outside. It's about choosing intimacy over noise, presence over distraction, and building a quiet sanctuary with someone who sees you.

For anyone who's ever felt that pull to stay exactly where you are, with exactly who you're with, and let the rest of the world wait.

LYRICS
In the space between every breath
Where every word is kind
When it's just you and me
In the way you kiss me slow
In the way you hold me tight
That's where I wanna be

In that look you get
When you catch me
Looking at you
And time just goes on and on and on (echo)
In how we fall together
When we've been apart too long
When I need you and you need me
That's where I wanna be

Don't need to go anywhere
Don't need anything else
Long as we can close the door
Keep the world out there
In the quiet that we made
In this room
That's where I wanna be

In the space between
Every breath
Where you can't look at me
In the weight of your touch
Where time just stops
That's where I wanna be

Days go slow, nights slip by
But I just want this right here

The quiet, the peace
Of you and me

Don't need to go anywhere
Don't need anything else
Long as we can close the door
Keep the world outside
In the peace we found
Baby, that's where I wanna be
Where I wanna be
Where I wanna be

In the space
Between every breath
That's where I wanna be

© S R A 2025 | Produced with Suno.AI

Where I Wanna Be

The perfect lovers rock song, modern R&B and soul

Sultry & Soulful

Second track in a suite of tracks inspired by a walk along a wooded river bank in the summer close to where I live. This track describes where the river flows into a stlll, slow flowing becalmed area. Enjoy the calming, relaxing atmosphere. CD

Becalmed

Blazin

Embark on a sonic journey to the shores of the Black Sea with "HADi DANS", the captivating new release from ADEM BOGOCELI on First House Records. 🌊

This is where ancient tradition meets the modern dance floor. Feel the raw, haunting soul of the Kemence, a timeless instrument from Trabzon, as it weaves through a vibrant tapestry of Afro and Deep House rhythms. It’s more than just a song - it’s a feeling, a movement, a memory brought to life.

"HADi DANS" is a dance between past and present, a celebration of cultural roots, fire, and freedom. Let the rhythm move you.

Listen now and experience the sound that connects worlds.

HADi DANS

Beatport

How deep is your love

🎵 Title: In the Hall of the Mountain King (Hip-Hop Hybrid Adaptation)

🎼 Original Composer: Edvard Grieg — Public Domain
🎼 Adaptation: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 02:29
🎛 Genre: Classical / Hip-Hop / Hybrid / Cinematic
🎧 Mood: Epic • Dark • Tense • Aggressive • Rising • Magical

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📝 Description

What happens when you take one of the most iconic pieces of classical music and strip away the politeness?

Grieg’s original masterpiece is legendary for its ability to build tension. With this adaptation, the goal was to push that tension to its absolute limit—respecting the original score while injecting it with the raw, visceral energy of modern hip-hop and cinematic sound design.

This track bridges two worlds. The iconic orchestral melodies and the dramatic weight of a mixed choir are now driven forward by heavy 808s and punchy, aggressive drums. It is a sonic experiment in accelerating madness—moving from a stealthy creep to a massive, chaotic wall of sound.

It is familiar, yet completely new. Turn it up and feel the pressure rise.

🎼 Musical Details

Key: h-moll
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: flexible / accelerating

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Te quiero mucho

When It Makes Sense

The final composition in a four-part suite incorporating, re-orchestrating and expanding the themes originally written for my 2022 track "Year in a Day".

Autumn to Winter

im incredibly seamless since I was a fetus, I’m a numerical genius and my genital is a penis I’m sentimental with my sneezes and temperamental with my nieces.  my flows so cool it freezes.  Jesus.  I live on a bench in the back of a van with a yak and a clam and have map of the land of this thing we call hip hop, I cryp walk on tik tok then lip lock a fed fock got a lead foot and a red tush from lying in bed mush in my head pushing a hen in a bush then pretending to blush I’m never ending and nuts I use my pen and my guts to give a pendulum push to the Benjamin’s gentlemen look an Adrenalin rush, listen to zeppelin and Russ and there’s no one I trust I don’t give a fuck and I want to give up.  your fun to fill up with cum and your dumb and I’m smarter than Einstein, they call me the fried guy im on two different timelines.  Mandela effecter with a gorilla named hecter he stole from the zoo and acts as his protector.  Got a rotary phone upholsteries foam and most of these hoes just don’t know me no mo.  I can rhyme slowwwwwwww-mmmmooooo to keep the game in a chokehold 
then speed it up caus I am the goat yo.  master Mc mastering chi, removing my chakras in front of master p.  I’m a masterpiece a faster feast than miccy D’s got a dick with grease ready to friggin please.  Got with Pippens piece Larsa while we were both riding Marta to watch the bulls play the hawks California is where I get my weed, I’m a Bieber fiend, a believer, receiver, and I love to watch glee.  my Apple Watch gleams, your a tadpole at sea hopelessly floating and to blind to see you got a disease it’s called being wack, I seep so much ink I’m peeing black.  the mic? I need it back stop leaving tracks I’m a thieve on wax stealing the beat, charging a tax, departing from lax, farting in first class with Jack Harlow and fergie watching omeabas borrow and merging like adidas thirsting for loose sluts with cute butts to shoot up with goo just do what I do you’ll be fine and get laid too, we will kill both and afterwards we’ll make stew out of there corpses, I don’t reveal my sources, I am what happens when two opposing forces mash together in a flash  Im a diamond flying in lightning to Epstein island to jet ski and find men and friggin delight them when I serve them your ass a balloon with a tight stem I’m speaking of your rectum, Chester? I protect him and if he ran for mayor I would fucking elect him.  im sucking electric from a fucking diametric concentric pathetic generic kid who’s names eric, he smells like a ferret and talks like a Parrot.  so tell your parents we’re running some errands we’re philip and Terrance 2022 with plenty of guns and tools running the fucking fools into the ground that is under the bus that is under the sun with an elephants tusk sprinkled on my mind for good luck my names Charles not barkley or gnarls barfing up Carl’s Jr in the car and tending bar black astronaut to the stars all the scars on the way up are enough to make me throw up but I keep going growing and knowing I’m Edgar Allen Poe mixed with snow and I’m blowing bubbles at you your in rubbles the stew will now have 3 corpses caus I’m counting you.

Chakra Flow Ft. ai12DIE

I’m a grade a lady
Who’s made for Hades
And shakes a baby
Just for good luck
I don’t give a fuck 
And I don’t fuck with ducks
That need my bread
I Flee from Feds
And eat cheese in bed
My steez is best
My fleece is a vest
It’s got no arms
Like Australia
And My charm
Could impale ya 
I mean harm
This flea farm 
Has me alarmed
Let’s see the barn
Before I buy the beef
And Write for peace 
And disease 
Is all you can see
Your a living STD
I piece of spiritual excrement
My temperaments a testament to
Kanye West and its
The best
And the rest
That have breasts
Can rest 
My flow is electric
Selective as a dyslexic 
Is at a spelling bee,
Your a toilet
Selling pee
The second human centipede
Hey it’s me Bella the OG
Who’s never lonely 
Because she has a pen and a poem
And a beat.  

[rap]
[male]

AI makes the day die
Cuts out all grace, guy
Confuses the race, fries
Minds in a glazed sky
Laced I tied my shoes up
Freebased the tune cut
Up samples for you
With the man on the moon…
Amen To
The tape decks
And lanes left
Undriven
I’m Into To apes in Raybans
Your 2 dates 
Are both man’s

Amen To The Tape Decks Ft. ai12DIE & GRaiCE

Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

This game is padlocked
But it’s a bad lock
Which I broke 
with my mad bops
Pop drops
Explode like pop rocks
Or mentos and coke
Want all the smoke?
Buttholes are closed
And clenched
When I walk into the room
Pussies are drenched
Wussies are wrenched
And screwed
Not chopped
This is hip hop
And I’ll cryp walk
In gym socks
Before I’ll ever
Give up

[pop]
[guitar]
[female]
Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

[rap]
[fast]

Split the seas
Then spun the two sides 
Like I was a Vietnamese 
DJ MC that sampled 
The police and got stung
Like a bee
Im in the journey 
To the top of the pops
And I’m soon to be 
A human beings
Best friend  
Besides pussy 
Oh why do I 
mention
These looney tense
Dimensions
Mooning for impressions 
On X and Ig 
Had sex with Heidi
Klum she’s some 
Poon plus she’s dumb
Umm I mean hey girl hit me up
Because I want to stitch you up
With my prick 
But yea I’m a dick 
A shave the hair off my pigs
To keep them well behaved 
Hegentic and afraid
Of me heehee 
I’m pretty wackiiiiiii
With flow like a fat gaiiiiiiii
Has rolls yea I’m that guy
My poles getting jacked I
Can’t complain  
Ran a train 
On all your relatives 
My problems executive
Functioning I’m really into 
Mumbling and blabbering
But reign it in to nab you kid
Take a stab at it
Like it’s bad fabric 
I’m a mad tantric 
Manhattened 
Man, n**,
I can’t live
I hardly
Can manage 
Sometimes
Without music
Because music
Undoes damage 
From havoc
Of daily life,
Traffic
Marital strife
Acid
Always being flaccid 
Flow is elastic 
Soldier of plastic 
Mold in bowl 
Yea I grow 
Like a soul 
Yikes I’m old 
But in bold 
And will take
You and the universe
To your toes.

[pop]
[guitar]
Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

Only Up! Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

„Beneath the Tinsel (Father’s Lullaby)“
A melancholic punk-folk ballad by Beyond & Before Music
Voiced by Adelheide – a ghost from the past, a whisper in the snow.
This song is a father-daughter dialogue across time, woven into the transmedia universe of „Hinter uns das Land“ (a biographical novel about memory, resistance, and the quiet violence of history). Recorded as a wartime Christmas ballad, it asks: What remains when love can’t stop the falling bomb?
„Oh, Father, did you know?
The war’s not in the snow — it’s in the silence…“

Credits:

Vocals: Adelheide (a character from the novel’s virtual world)
Music & Lyrics: Frank Talmon l’Armée
Genre: Punk-folk / Wartime Ballad (84 BPM, E minor)
Part of the Hinter uns das Land soundtrack – where music and literature intertwine.
Full novel & soundtrack coming 2026.
#PunkFolk #ChristmasBallad #HistoricalFiction #Transmedia

Why this song?
Adelheide’s voice – aged, raspy, yet tender – carries the weight of generations. This track is a bridge between the novel’s 1930s setting and today’s digital age, where „the battle’s in the feed, the human need.“

Listen closely: The theremin’s hum in the outro is the sound of a bomb that never explodes… but never goes away.

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„Beneath the Tinsel (Father’s Lullaby)“
Eine melancholische Punk-Folk-Ballade von Beyond & Before Music
Gesungen von Adelheide – eine Stimme aus der Vergangenheit, ein Flüstern im Schnee.
Dieser Song ist ein Dialog zwischen Vater und Tochter über die Zeit, eingebettet in das transmediale Universum von „Hinter uns das Land“ (ein biografischer Roman über Erinnerung, Widerstand und die stille Gewalt der Geschichte). Als Weihnachtsballade im Kriegsmodus fragt er: Was bleibt, wenn die Liebe die fallende Bombe nicht aufhalten kann?
„Oh, Father, did you know?
The war’s not in the snow — it’s in the silence…“

Credits:

Stimme: Adelheide (eine Figur aus der virtuellen Welt des Romans)
Musik & Text: Frank Talmon l’Armée
Genre: Punk-Folk / Kriegsweihnachtslied (84 BPM, E-Moll)
Teil des Hinter uns das Land-Soundtracks – wo Musik und Literatur verschmelzen.
Roman & vollständiger Soundtrack erscheinen 2026.
#PunkFolk #Weihnachtsballade #HistorischerRoman #Transmedia

Warum dieser Song?
Adelheides Stimme – gealtert, rauchig, doch zärtlich – trägt die Last der Generationen. Der Track ist eine Brücke zwischen den 1930er-Jahren des Romans und unserer digitalen Gegenwart, in der „der Kampf im Feed tobt, das menschliche Bedürfnis“.

Hört genau hin: Das Theremin im Outro ist der Klang einer Bombe, die nie explodiert… aber nie verschwindet.


How deep is your love

Derek Krol