It Might Be Affection

Needless (2008) – Dealing with self-pity and doubts
Driven by an electric piano, Needless is an indie pop ballad that explores a silent heartbreak. Self-doubt can destroy the best relationship, especially when you feel inferior to your partner. Dreamy synthesizers meet picked acoustic guitars, an anthem for anyone who ever felt too small to be loved and chose to disappear.

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, lyrics, piano, synthesizer, production
Robot Recordings: vocals, guitars

You can find this song on all streaming portals and Bandcamp:
https://too.fm/ndm-needless
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/needless

This song is part of my b-side album "Electro Static"
https://too.fm/ndm-electro-static
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/electro-static

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com

Needless

Needless (feat. Robot Recordings)

For everyone who just can't seem to let it go

Obsession

Mixed and mastered by Jack Endino. https://endino.com/ Just look him up!!!

Dear K.C

This is one of two mixes that are my first in a while. I'm SO VERY grateful for the kindness and generosity of VERY talented artists such as... FROM SANDS. For me, this is all purely for the joy of creating and sharing, exchanging creatively.... and plays an important role in a therapeutic way. I hope it brings at least a measure of the joy I was blessed with in the creation of it! Please, keep scrolling to see the Pallet and give them all a listen, most especially FROM SANDS!!!
Check out From Sands on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/3NfBzxFWinKFQap0eb

*All Permissions and/or Licenses are NON Commercial and NON Transferable
PALLET:
From Sands - Hypnotized: Focal Piece
https://on.soundcloud.com/gk3CzzOSFT847HUJfz
Fluke - Bermuda: Synth (micros and isos)
https://open.spotify.com/track/6qt0nHVxcK2hLFNgY17woU?si=1000c5206d0f4b56
NIN - Zero Sum: Perc and Synth FX (beat pattern, micros and isos)
https://open.spotify.com/track/2vzRDicmCblPDq3vdY8Rjg?si=70d17483ab7843c8
Tool - Push It: FX (micro iso) 
WARNING: This song has explicit lyrics. I have an edited version that I used. Musically, it's quite awesome!
https://open.spotify.com/album/6yWMN087PgSimbcVmHLEwG?si=6iOKOYwXT1GfkVoRjIJXIg
AUDIOMACHINE:
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks
INSOMNIA - Stuart Roslyn, Matthew Foundling - Stay Safe: FX (micros and isos);
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks?tracks=am63-38
MENTAL MINDFIELD - Jack Trammell, Gerald Leitch - Hardened Elite: Synth FX (micros and isos)
https://search.audiomachine.com/tracks?tracks=am52-5
PieceWork Library: micros and isos
VISUAL ART: PieceWork
CREATIVE/TECH CONSULTANTS: Charles, Michael, and TJ Bailey, John and Karen Judd

FROM SANDS - Hypnotized (Length of Daze Mix)

Flying on your motorcycle
Living your dream
You feel so invicible
So viril

It's rush hour
You feel like doing a wheelie
So many cars but you don't care
You're speeding up

She was so lovely
In the middle of the crosswalk
You didn't see her she didn't hear you
And bang

Now you're a killer
Now you're in jail
Alone with her face in your mind
All the time

What have I done
Why am I still alive
She was so young I was so dumb
And bang

BANG

Music, mix & lyrics Guiville
Vocals Sofiya
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Barefoot on the garden grass,
Lemonade in a tall glass,
Time moves slow like a Sunday song,
And the clouds just drift along.

Kites dancing in the distant blue,
A dog barks once, then nothing new,
Buzz of bees in the flower beds,
Sunshine warming sleepy heads.

Cloud watching, no need to speak,
Skies above like poetry meek,
Shapes that shift, float and fade,
Dreams just drifting in the shade.

Cloud watching, in no rush,
UK summer, soft and lush,
Let the world just pass me by,
With nothing but that painted sky.

A plane cuts through with silver thread,
While kids kick balls and paint the shed,
Neighbour’s radio playing tunes,
Classic soul and lazy swoons.

Cuppa cooling on the sill,
Even the breeze has time to chill,
Thoughts meander, light as air,
Nowhere to be, just here, just there.

Cloud watching, no need to speak,
Skies above like poetry meek,
Shapes that shift, float and fade,
Dreams just drifting in the shade.

Cloud watching, in no rush,
UK summer, soft and lush,
Let the world just pass me by,
With nothing but that painted sky.

Might rain tomorrow, who can say?
But we’ve still got this golden day,
Wrapped in calm, the perfect scene,
Between the grey and all the green.

So let me lie here one more hour,
Time’s a seed, and this… the flower.
No plans, no need to try,
Just me and the clouds rolling by.

Cloud Watching

Intro

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THE LOTION — Part Four: an Essay //
meets Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
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music: Track One, Lo-Fi Vol. 1 by Tomas Peiretti
lyrics: The Lotion, fictionalive
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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
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visit Tomas on Soundcloud here @tgpeiretti

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

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

OK, we know we’re probably annoying you dropping songs non-stop, but the summer break is finally coming, so this is the second to last one. Tomorrow, we’ll release another track in collaboration with The Beautiful Dark, complete with a video, and then we’ll take a break.🤟
Hell on Earth reflects the heartbreaking reality faced by millions caught in conflicts that tear cities apart and shatter lives. This song doesn’t take sides, not because we don’t care, but because we believe it’s not wise to claim to fully understand such complex and devastating situations without living them firsthand. Instead, it holds up a mirror to the human cost of war, where innocent voices get lost beneath collapsing skies and silent screams.😔
We stand with all those living on the edge of hell, hoping for a future where justice and peace aren’t barricaded by violence and fear. We wrote this track not to divide, but to remind us all of the urgent need for empathy, awareness, and the courage to hope, even when hell feels dangerously close.
Oh, just to be clear (since it’s happened with other songs before): the higher vocal parts are not sung by Mary, they’re all Tom. Mary does the backing vocals, and of course, she’s also the one going wild on guitar.🎸
One more thing about the genre: SoundCloud only offers a few broad options, and this track blends several genres and subgenres. So yeah, sorry dear metalheads if we picked “Metal” as the genre. Feel free to roll your eyes, but honestly, it felt like the only one that truly fit (..more or less)! 😌
Peace!✌️
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 8, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

We stand beneath collapsing skies,
While sirens slice the breathless dark.
Steel and flame in children's eyes,
Ashes fall where once grew parks.

We see mothers hold their breath,
Smoke replaces lullabies.
It’s not our soil, but we still feel
The echo of their silent cries.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No flags can shield from what we see.
The cities burn, and clear as a bell,
It’s not a dream, it’s the edge of hell.

We read the screens, the endless scroll,
Where hope and fear are pixel-blurred.
From shattered towns to border walls,
The same old scream remains unheard.

No gods, no peace, just shattered ground.
Hope stitched in cloth and battlegrounds.
We watch through glass, we barely speak,
As one more future starts to leak.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No bloodline shared, but we still bleed.
Bombs and silence cast their spell,
Dragging truth to the edge of hell.

No border stops a breaking heart.
The fire jumps from spark to spark.
From phone to soul, we feel the weight.
This fight is real and it won't wait.

Still standing on the edge of hell,
With shattered oaths and silent screams.
We light a match, we wish them well,
But deep inside we know what it means.

Maybe one day this war will fade,
And justice won’t be barricade.
But tonight we watch and damn, it’s near:
Hell’s not gone. It’s always here!

Hell on Earth

A woman singing about show she can't give him the stars above, but can give him her love

My Eclipse - Country Remix

Solo artist/producer from Swindon, UK - dabbling in sounds while others sing. No idea what I’m doing 😉. Love to all who listen, comment, and repost! x
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音楽は楽しいです