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Best of the Cloud 02 10 2020

DPDR (w/ 68+1)

In the Ukrainian-speaking album "Dreams of Trees | Сни Дерев", I explore the themes of
the ambiguity of dreams and their origins, nostalgia for pre-war times, and fear of the future.
The metaphorical image of sleeping trees symbolizes a postponed life. I used recordings
from the air made during 2023-2024 to deepen the atmosphere of the tracks and create
a sense of presence. These include sounds from the Carpathian Mountains, children playing
in a Lviv’s fountain, the noise of Kyiv streets, a children's choir, and more.

Each track represents a separate dream with blurred lines between surrealism and reality, where
one does not want to wake up. The layered vocals create a feeling of altered consciousness, and
the mystery of dreams brings both a sense of calm and anxiety. The entire album has a thoughtful dynamic and dramaturgy, divided into three parts: nostalgia for pre-war times, the realities of today, rebirth and faith in a bright future.

This album is my transformation between 2022 and 2024, a journey where the silence whispers
of ancient fears and unknown secrets, revealed only to those willing to feel them. The covers, like
the music itself, immerse you in this world where everything intertwines, changes, and exists
outside of time, in loud sounds and silence simultaneously.

released August 15, 2025

All tracks are written & produced by Hanna Svirska
'Svitanets' feat. Revshark
Original tracks mixed by Hanna Svirska
Original tracks mastered by UTC+16, Kyiv

Artwork by Hanna Svirska


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Beneath Tides

Composition and piano Eric Dartel, https://soundcloud.com/ericdartel
Vocal, and vocalcomposition, photo: Oddrun Eikli
double bass: Philippe Noharet
and drums: Alexandre Esperet.
Poem: To the Bluebell
by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

Sacred watcher, wave thy bells!
Fair hill flower and woodland child!
Dear to me in deep green dells—
Dearest on the mountains wild.

Bluebell, even as all divine
I have seen my darling shine—
Bluebell, even as wan and frail
I have seen my darling fail—
Thou hast found a voice for me,
And soothing words are breathed by thee.

Thus they murmur, “Summer's sun
Warms me till my life is done.
Would I rather choose to die
Under winter's ruthless sky?

“Glad I bloom and calm I fade;
Weeping twilight dews my bed;
Mourner, mourner, dry thy tears—
Sorrow comes with lengthened years!”

To The Bluebell. Eric Dartel and Oddrun Eikli. Bass: Philippe Noharet, Drums: Alexandre Esperet

Please enjoy my latest offering in largely generative Jams. For the first four pieces i used many elements of condition and controlled randomness, trying to emulate a modular vibe without actually using a modular. And yes, i played my bass on the last track. 
And yes, maybe unrelated to this release, black lives matter just as much your or my live.  Racism is a cancer we need to cure once and for all in each and everyone of us.
Peace, Reinhard
Music and Instruments, Reinhard Gleisner

Medusa and Erica

Medusa Speaks

I learned this morning of the death of Ennio Morricone. I wanted to broadcast again this tribute to the master which had been inspired by mister Linir song: https://soundcloud.com/liniror/the-good-old-westerns-guitar-morricones-stylecomposed-by-linir-or The original from Linir was so good… Ennio —I know— should like it !!!! https://soundcloud.com/liniror
Sorry Linir, can’t be able to listen these days anything. 
Merci pour cette musique, Linir…
- - - 
Pour les insomniaques et fans du Maestro : https://www.francemusique.fr/emissions/retour-de-plage/ennio-morricone-hommage-au-grand-compositeur

The Good Old Ennio [Linir Revisited]

Guitars, Bass, Djembe & Cowbell By Martin Reed,
Flute By The Inspirational Soumya Mondal,  www.facebook.com/soumya.mondal.503645
Produced My Martin Reed.

The Way Is In The Heart With Soumya Mondel

I FOUND A KNEE

Lyrics;
The stars are still out
But the sun's on the rise
She curses the day and 
She opens her eyes

time moves on there is no compromise 

Her knees and her back
Creak as she stands
She Feels the pain
She looks at her hands

Swollen and dry
from working the land

People were people 
Where she used to walk
They'd say hello
 they'd take time talk
A world passed away and buried in dust

She once was a  wife
The time sure had flown 
She Remembers the days when they had their own home

And promised he'd never leave her alone

For sixteen long hours she fills up the bins
tomorrow she'll rise and fill them  again 
A hard days work for thirty cents. 

Another day of her life has been spent

Where are the people 
That she used to know
Where have they gone 
Where did they go
A memory of life that is buried in dust


The stars are still out
But the sun's on the rise
She curses the day and 
She opens her eyes...

The Okie

Cut The Mustard ---  Long Play

The Glory Of The Bass

6 + 3 = 9

Always such a great trip making music with The Magnetic Dog Sisters @themagneticdogsisters

Goddess Durga is considered by Hindus as the mother of the universe. It is also believed that she is the power behind the creation, destruction and preservation of the world.

Maa Durga Devi | The Magnetic Dog Sisters + Belial Pelegrim

Original by FPMORINSTUDIO / Francois Pierre Morin , Photo by Francois Pierre Morin Studio in Mont-tremblant Canada ,morning son rise .

Guitar And Synth  ÉTUDE c m 2020

After what seems an eternity away from here , I am delighted to give to you a beautiful track called Falling Grace.
Written by bassist Steve Wallow for vibraphonist Gary Burton’s 1966 album, The Time Machine. Covered widely by many artists, most notably by Bill Evens , Chick Corea and Eddie Gomez.

Artwork by me :)
Enjoy xxx

Falling Grace

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 10/2020.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

The winter snow arrived early and this very beautiful photo inspired me this song.
This beautiful white snow hides all the sufferings of a completely disoriented nature.

ICE RIVER

frozen river,
your wicks of silver,
dig in the snow,
looking now,
the last heat,
the last beats,
of a fiery summer,
devouring the earth ...

this beautiful white coat,
gives us false illusions,
this truth that we loathe,
which brings us back to reason
which brings us back to reason 
to reason
to reason......

Ice River

Grooveclowd is a Band from Australia. Kimberley Galpin Keys/Synths Mixing, Nathan Good Keys/Bass and Vocals and Eleyan Di Palma Vocals Keys/Synths / Venus Abalero Guitars/ Bass Mixing-- Grooveclowd wanders in and out of Genres.Trax avaiable for
purchase on Bandcamp.  Now Trax available on Spotify Deezer and Apple 
Grooveclowd uses Magix.
Grooveclowd email grooveclowd@gmail.com
Facebook page Grooveclowd

http://francoispierremorin.com  Home of storytelling , 
 I do play Music for the love of it, playing guitar,  percussionist  ,composing  on a computer and Guitar, Piano, creator of mood and sound design

Cut The Mustard --- Long Play

Grooveclowd

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