We Ain't Here For Your Dirty Love: 34 Clean tracks from the SoundCloud community

Shock the Algorithm

Related tracks: Relentless

Stuff made with friends

Big Daddy Rat

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released March 1st - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80YWaTAt8Gc
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lyrics:
We've been through a lot, a lot of shit
now it's time to fight, fight against
against this depression and evil vibe
this is the time we will take over our lives

We've been submersed deep deep down
we've lost our faith into this evil town
we have to get back, get back to our own feet
we had enough, enough with this shit!

and now we have our head up high
we know what it's true and never dies
and now we step up with god's command
we won't take it anymore, not get stuck into the sand

It won't take forever just to reach our dream
it won't take forever to delete the bad scene
it won't take forever to hold your hand
it won't take forever to the promised land

it won't take forever to live again
it won't take forever to face the sun
it won't take forever, it won't take forever!

Rock and Roll Kills

It Won't Take Forever

we listen to our music and stare at the silver screen
that’s where we got all our wisdom
but we haven’t learned a lesson yet,
no we haven’t learned a lesson yet oh no, oh no

records and concerts and flowers and dope
love-ins and blue jeans and politics and hope
meditation yoga and non pollutant soap, oh yeah
it all loses meaning when you’re crazy and broke
it all loses meaning when your crazy and broke oh no

it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
oh yes i swear now that i’m aware now
oh yes i swear now i say a prayer now

we listen to our music glued to the colored sets
we pretend that we don’t care at all
but we haven’t learned a lesson yet,
no we haven’t learned a lesson yet oh no, oh no

communes and stereos and women’s rights,
it all loses meaning in the new moonlight
dance in the clubs to the lazer lights oh yeah
it's all or nothing, which one is right
its all or nothing, which one is right oh no

it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
oh yes i swear now that i’m aware now
oh yes i swear now i say a prayer
..........
written & sung by eddie angel
produced and recorded by kid otari
drums by greek god yannis alfiers
keyboards by guillaume
guitars & additional vocals by naldo

Recorded on Otari MX5050 8-channel 1/2" tape at the Laundry Room, Oakland California

Silver Screen 3.3-4 44k EQ'd

Silver Screen

My remix of "We Ain't Here For Long" by Nathan Dawe @nathandawe

Caedmon Rigby
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Nathan Dawe - We Ain't Here For Long (Caedmon Rigby Remix)

iza lica(demo)

Dingo Ate My Baby

She should have left that damn bird alone

Mama Saw A Bird

Feel free to check out the lyric video here - https://youtu.be/nrbZ_Jpt7cw

Do you regret where you are do you even know where you’ve been?
Can you remember the reason for this fight you’re now in?
What started out with goodwill it always ends far from hope
I hate the words that you punch me with and repent the thoughts that I spoke yeah I spoke
But I can’t remember all the good things in my life
Did they really happen or are my regrets just faking
Keep swearing each night I’ll be a better man
But I heard love shines brighter when fighting words are fading
And our fighting words keep fading

Ya cut your wrist with our credit cards cos I said our debts killing us
Keep feedin’ your mind facts of despair through black days full of white fuzz
But if it’s not worth the argument then you’ve not earned the moan
And if you can’t stand up to stop yourself your pride’s only on loan
And I still can’t remember all the good things in my life
Did they really happen or are my regrets just faking
Keep swearing each night I’ll be a better man
But I heard love shines brighter when fighting words are fading
Cos I can’t remember all the good things in my life
Did they really happen or are my regrets just faking
Keep swearing each night I’ll be a better man
But I heard love shines brighter when fighting words are fading
Why’d we always have to wade in

Why do we fight reasons keep escaping
How do we fight then claim to love each other
Will we always fight guess nothing lasts forever
So let’s relive days when we were more than lovers
So much more than lovers cos we are more than lovers
But I can’t remember all the good things in my life
Did they really happen or are my regrets just faking
Keep swearing each night I’ll be a better man
Could our love shine brighter if fighting words weren’t fading

Why are we fighting fighting and fighting always fighting do you remember?
Why are we fighting fighting about fighting why’d we start fighting cos I can’t remember
Let’s try forgiving our reasons mis-given a love life’s for living and not remember
No let’s not remember

Fighting Words (fading)

Alchemical [Fusion] is a haunting progressive rock epic that conjures the eerie specter of nuclear annihilation. The song's narrative is woven from the words of J. Robert Oppenheimer, who famously declared "I am become Death, destroyer of worlds" as he witnessed the first atomic blast. The track's haunting harmonies and driving rhythms evoke the apocalyptic consequences of nuclear war, as eerie audio clips from Harry Truman's announcement of the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki eerily underscore the song's themes. Through a maelstrom of soaring guitar solos and pounding drumbeats, "Alechmical [Fusion]" probes the dark heart of humanity's most devastating creation, leaving the listener to ponder the devastating consequences of our destructive potential.

Alchemical [Fusion]

Another relic from the lockdown vault...

I wrote and recorded this at the end of 2020 (hence no mention of the events of Jan 6th 2021) but never released it at the time for various reasons. 

Given recent events I thought why not clean it up and put it out. 

Just a bit of haaahmless fun as Arnie might say :)

This Guy

Breeze The Brass / Paploviante
Paploviante: Bass, Mix, Picture and Mastering
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Some new acoustic guitar stuff is under construction, but meanwhile here’s a very different beast, called 'Relentless'. About the relentless assembly line of life.

Relentless

Such a joy to add vocals to this beautiful piece of music, gorgeous keys and sax from @cosmic-ratzzz and @joerxworx  please go over to their pages to listen to more fab music!!

Because It's You And Me  (Ft Cosmic-Ratzzz , Joerxworx /Lunatics and Vocalatti

Grave : music, acoustic guitar, vocals & lyrics

15 Min City W/ Grave

Crazy Little Thing Called Love Cover

About the song 
Since the beginning of time, the wind has always been there, a beautiful and dangerous power of nature, totally unpredictable, one that man has harnessed to power their sails and lately to generate electricity. I know the wind fairly well being a windsurfer and fair weather sailor. I know how beautiful and dangerous the wind can be. I have great respect for the wind and the Sea and always will have and this song is a tribute to her.  

I would like to thank Finn Eces,  my friend and co-writer of this song. Finn and I have been quite a number of songs under our belts now and I think it must be nearly time for the 1st Album Finn. 
Finn’s voice and production skills have really taken “ The wind “ to a new level,  fine tuning of the lyrics, adding in of that driving bass and funky guitar as well as those beautiful harmony vocals really set this song up to be a real Summer hit in all the beach bars around the world ( If Only ) 
Written by: Johnny Mc Farlane & Finn Eces 
Music and Vocals: Johnny & Finn 
Production : Finn  @finn_eces

The Wind

Collaboration

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It Makes Me Believe

It Makes Me Believe -with Ramixjoe ♈︎

UNTAPPED feat. IPG1
This is an open collaboration from IPG1 / Ian Greaves
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/untapped-voxes-92-bpm
IPG1: Lyrics and Vocals
Lillithe: Music, Arrangement and Production
Lyrics: 
Off the top ———-is where it’s at unwrap this —————-gift RAP hitting the streets—-it’s ——pure crack Stone cold —-this trap ——TRACK! Pool of knowledge ——-untapped going —-in —-hard——we do that  Better —-tighten up —-them bootstraps  ———SAY-——-“what the hell ——did Lou snap!!!” swag baby —-The recap  no snags—nah—we stop that!!!
Break the game down--it's a new map Flow so rich--- better check that NASDAQ Eyes on the prize---go the full lap concrete jungle---stuck in the trap
[Verse] From the alleys to the skyline---watch us elevate Living large in the boroughs where we demonstrate Every word a heavy weight--- every rhyme we detonate New York state of mind---watch the Empire State
We on a mission---ain't no intermission, snap back Murals on the walls--- street art on the subway track Ambition in the air, we the kings--- claim the throne Spittin' bars like bullets--- in this zone--- we at home
Icons of the asphalt--- legends in the flesh Droppin' beats so heavy--it’s poundin' in your chest From the 5 boroughs, anthems——- on full blast Queens to the Bronx-- Brooklyn —-movin' fast Elevate the hustle---the spirit never cracks Struggle in the verses —-resilience in the—— tracks

UNTAPPED feat. IPG1

Sometimes it feels like we’re two old young lovers
We break up to avoid embarrassing promises
We get back together and the cycle repeats
And the clock keeps on ticking and the years slip away

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We’re two uncertain hunters on a futile quest
Searching for the lost ark looking for the address
We’re two supporting actors looking for a leading role 
But most nights we’re just hunker down in our fox hole

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re still hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We see ourselves as young brilliant story tellers
But as we tell our tales, we repeat ourselves
Sometimes we’re tossed about by insignificant whirlwinds
We feel as precarious as crumbling towers

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We break up to avoid embarrassing promises 
That we never intended to keep
But then we get back together again 
Cause this hole that we dug is so deep

Sometimes we’re riding on the shoulders of giants
Other times we’re completely self-reliant

Some days it feels like we’re in control
Other days it feels like it’s just a dice roll

Sometimes we’re as strong as a young climbing flower
Other times it feels like we’re losing our power

We’re two old young lovers who don’t want face the truth
We’re two old young lovers trying to cling to our youth

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking, but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip
Two old young lovers and we’re joined at the hip

Old Young Lovers (lyrical collaboration with Michele Ansani)

Cast of Characters:
xian3-- @xian3 – Christian -- vocals and lyrics
Holger Engel—bass, seed idea
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- electric piano, synth
mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark-- electric piano
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1 – guitar and four-string fretless bass
 
This song began with Christian's friend Holger Engel coming up with a melodic bass line and sharing it with him to use as a seed stem for a project. Having collaborated successfully with him before, Christian thought of Josh and decided to pass it along to him to see what he could build with it. Josh was excited to work on another of Holger's creations. His bass line was in a high octave on the instrument, so Josh added a similar, complimentary bass line on the low octave to give it some heft. He invited Ken onto the project, and after doing their little rhythm section give and take, Ken laid down some powerful, yet tasteful drums. Mark was brought in next, and added some very fitting, wonderfully melodic electric piano, which he added in the choruses. Josh also asked JJ to add some electric piano to the verses and synth to the whole thing, which he did in a very mind-bending syncopated way. Josh then added some guitar to the high end to thicken things up a bit.
  We then sent the finished product back to Christian to add his thoughtful, inspired lyrics and signature vocals to his song. This is what Christian had to say about how the lyrics came about. 
  "[Being an avid reader], I came along the sentence, 'We write and make art to show our wounds to the world,' reading an interview with Paul Auster (1947-2024). He died earlier this year, yet his novels are legendary. There was talk about creativity, manifoldness and what the personality consists of. 
  "I can’t remember where that interview was and basically I wrote the lyrics around this sentence attributed to him. 
  "I quote another writer, Goethe (1749-1832), with a famous quotation from "Faust,“ 'Two souls, Alas, housed in my breast...' That points in the right thematic direction in my opinion.
For sure the lyrics also contain other layers of meanings, much more personal…
I am also happy about the title of the song 'We Are Many'. I think Tez came up with it. I was unsure for very long, what’s the name of that song… :)"
  After we had it in the bag, we asked mix-master Tez to produce and mix it, so what you hear is also his creative vision for the project. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
 
Original "We Are Many" lyrics by Xian:

1
To me it seems very obviously
That my I is not a unity
Rather a bunch of personalities
I got a problem with multiplicities

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“ …

2
I am no self-contained identity
Cut off by other possibilities
No border guards set up at the boundary
Enforce the claim to exclusivity

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“…
„I“ writes and makes „art“
To heal the wounds of the heart

3
„Two souls, alas, housed in my breast…“
We hope, that if we do confess
To get rid of this fallacy
And collect the splits of personality

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
I write and make „art“
To heal the wounds of my heart

out
There is
A consolation in round things
There is
A consolation in round things 
A consolation in round things
Oh, ohh,
„I“, „I“,
Oh…

We Are Many (Eclectic Collective with Xian3 and Holger Engel)

It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

Here is another track produced with https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx. On an (not too) old piano base of mine (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/kepler-1649c-draft), he did his usual excellent work with his saxophones, then I finished the arrangement with some keyboard phrases.

Dedicated to the comet of the century.

Piano and keyboard: Michele Ansani
Alto and tenor sax: joerxworx
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 25

Tsuchinshan–ATLAS

Funny old world.  Whilst scrumping about on SC my travels took me to Michele's cloud where I alighted on his track as named above. Sharp intake of breath and a hurried message to Michele to ask if he might be so kind as to permit me to pen a few words to accompany it.  He graciously agreed.  Having nothing in mind at the time I hastily back-pedalled and explained that it might be best if he didn't hold his breath....next day I listened again and Mr Spotty Book called over Mr Pen for a chat.  What followed in the next hour or so is somewhat blurred.  I always try to read a text in one take, for integrity's sake.  This was my fourth attempt and the only one I managed to complete.  

I decided to quit while I was ahead.

Thank you, Michele, for the warm nostalgic smile infused in this wonderful music of yours, and for the (unexpectedly moist) journey upon which it took me.

Find Michele's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani
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All the old little things we have lost

Of course, you know, Dad, that some stuff doesn’t work too well these days.
I’ll forget odd bits and bobs, like, maybe having lunch or doing promised jobs
Blimey, even birthdays on occasion slip the mind
As today’s neurons disconnect, recall’s evasion of my yesterdays so to find.
I actually forgot why I came into this room in the first place
Stood a while, cast about, then saw your face
Your smile leaping out from the old photo there
Engendered mine, returned, locked in loving stare
And propelled me back to play in those monochrome years
You know, our old box brownie’s still tucked away in the cupboard under the stairs.

Remember how it was, Dad,  how we lived, things we had?
Thrupenny bits and ha’pennies and bikes with hard rubber wheels
Plastic shoes and sock holes darned
Sparse but regular high carb, high fat meals
Never did us any harm
Hand-me-downs all around, we craved the latest style
Segs in shoes and outside loos
A homely fireplace, though just the one
We’d huddle round, our toasting forks with crumpets on, and laughing all the while

So I won’t forget all the old little things we have lost
Things so casually into history’s family album tossed
But neither have I lost my tendency to tears, welling soft
From the broken heart that burned for you, 
Then split apart and turned to frost
That day you died, just fifty two, so very young.
Who’d have thought that all those old little things
Would fill the font of memory springs 
From which this tearful smile of mine has sprung.

All the old little things we have lost: some words set to the music of Michele Ansani

Zephyrus abducted and then married the nymph Chloris, transforming her into a goddess: Flora.
The portrait of Flora, together with the scene of the abduction, is depicted in one of the masterpieces of Renaissance art: ‘Primavera’, by Sandro Botticelli (Uffizi Gallery, Florence).

I wrote this song when I was in high school (which means in the mid-70s), so I guess the naivety of the lyrics and the simplicity of the original melody are understandable. Francess (@pianofran : you all know her) worked beautifully on that melody (the archeological version of the song had a definitely different rhythm); we weren't planning to revive the song (the idea was to produce a purely instrumental piece), but the beauty of this piano arpeggio motivated me to give it a try. And so I sang it.
Of course, my gratitude goes to Francess for the magnificent work she has done on this my old music! 🙏

Lyrics (ENG / ITA)

You live in the leaves
of your fears
like a snowdrop
that can never bloom
Sad mechanisms
your tears and your smiles
seek the courage
to break the enchantment

But the wizard who imprisoned you
With golden bracelets
cannot stop the wind
that ruffles your thoughts
and only in little moments
incredulous and light
you imagine that time
listens to your breath

Already the leaves are falling
of your fears
and the wind disperses them
among thousands of plains
Your new smile
like fountain water
chases in the streets
other gazes and new lives

The sky is a hawk
and air a bee
the waters together dance
in your soft fingers
of perfumed musk
you will carry them with you
never more shall you pass
where they still shade
cold, dark bushes

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Vivi tra le foglie
delle tue paure
come un bucaneve
che non potrà mai fiorire
Tristi meccanismi
i tuoi pianti e i tuoi sorrisi
cercano il coraggio
di spezzare il sortilegio

Ma il mago che ti imprigionò
con braccialetti d'oro
non può fermare il vento
che ti spettina i pensieri
e solo in brevi attimi
incredula e leggera
ti immagini che il tempo
ascolti il tuo respiro

Già cadono le foglie
delle tue paure
e il vento le disperde
fra migliaia di pianure
Il tuo nuovo sorriso
come acqua di fontana
rincorre nelle strade
altri sguardi e nuove vite

Il cielo è un falco
e l'aria un'ape
le acque insieme danzano
nelle tue dita morbide
di muschio profumato
li porterai insieme a te
mai più dovrai passare
là dove ancora ombreggiano
cespugli freddi e scuri

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Lyrics: Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani & Francess Harris
Piano: Francess Harris
Vocals and arrangement: Michele Ansani
Composed by Ansani & Harris (1976-2025)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, February 14

Flora [with Francess Harris] *

The lyrics translated into Italian are taken from the well-known T.S. Eliot, "The Waste Land". Part IV: "Death by Water".

To give a new and different look to this old track I asked to my (and yours) friends (you know them well: @beatingedge). They improved the mix and above all added an instrumental part, on wich I enjoyed myself with other guitar, pad and cello sounds and parts. Obviously, I thank them immensely, with a special thought for Vampira (aka Mary).

LYRICS (ENG - ITA)

Phlebas the Phoenician,
a fortnight dead,
forgot the cry of gulls,
and the deep sea swell
and the profit and loss.
A current under sea
picked his bones in whispers.
As he rose and fell
he passed the stages of his age and youth
entering the whirlpool.

Gentile or Jew
o you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
consider Phlebas,
who was once handsome and tall as you.

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Phlebas il Fenicio,
morto da quindici giorni,
dimenticò il grido dei gabbiani
e il fondo gorgo del mare,
E il profitto e la perdita.
Una corrente sottomarina
Gli spolpò l’ossa in mormorii.
Mentre affiorava e affondava
Passò attraverso gli stadi della giovinezza
della maturítà
Procedendo nel vortice.

Gentile o Giudeo
o tu che volgi la ruota e guardi sopravvento,
Considera Phlebas,
che un giorno fu bello e alto come te.

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Music by Michele Ansani & Beating Edge (1981-2025).
Picture is from James Abbott McNeill Whistler, 'The Ocean Wave' (1883-1884), National Museum of Asian Arts, Washington.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, March 6

Phlebas il Fenicio [with Beating Edge] *

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.

Old Young Lovers (lyrical collaboration with Michele Ansani)

Joe Stroffolino