Classic story of romantic break up and heart break. Woman laments loss of her love so she does what many people do: sits in her apartment drinkin' and smokin' and feelin' alone. Nice lyrics and instrumentation in my view. What do you think? 

Smokin' Drinkin' Feelin' Alone

Smoking Drinking Feeling Alone

Demo track featuring AI-generated vocals. Instrumental fully composed and produced by a human. I compose and produce across genres, tailoring every song to the artist’s unique style. Experienced in ghost-writing & producing for multiple singer-songwriters.

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Downtown Funk (Demo)

The song uses the metaphor and a couple turns of phrase from Robert Frost's Winter Wind & Window Flower to create a contemporary tune. His lyrics have been dramatically changed, but he gets, and deserves, credit for a wonderful  love lost metaphor. Thanks Bob...hope you don't turn in your grave.

The Winter Wind & Window Flower

Winter Wind & Window Flower

When Today Becomes Tomorrow (Pacific Crest Trail Song)

Travelling musician has spent years on the road playing bars to "sodden ears that could not hear." He now misses his sweetie, so he's driving home to get "back in baby's arms..." He decided to take a pretty violinist home with him in the backseat. Not sure what "baby" will think about that...  

Back In Baby's Arms

This song was created and written by: 
J J Samuel 

This production, music, and vocals were done by: 
J J Samuel 

#IndieRock #psychedelic #Dreamy #Garage rock #Pub rock #Psych-pop, #Rickenbacker #Playful

🍂 AUTUMN CAROUSEL 🎠

One of 12 new Christmas songs on SoundCloud Christmas playlists 2025.  This is a song about wine and how it emerges from grapes to our tables and social gatherings. Wine has an incredibly long history. This song plays homage to that history and hopefully entertains you and your friends/family at social events this year. Following are the lyrics for those interested:

WINE DANCE

[verse]

Berries glisten at morning light, sheen of dew born of night
In warmth of sun growth's begun
Color shows green to red, even gold 
At first frost grapes part the vine, merging next as nectar wine..ooh...nectar wine

[chorus]

Raise a toast to lessons past, taste ambrosia from your glass
Naught but wine has held a place where people seek both mirth and grace
Lusty red to golden white the living liquid brings delight
To we hale people all well met,  better still when lips are wet. 

[verse]

Wine brings joy when friends unite, leaving long remembered nights
With ruby red, depths are plumbed and inhibitions oft succumb  
Wine spurs thoughts we’ve never thought, some worthwhile, some are not.

[chorus]

Raise a toast to lessons past, now sip ambrosia from your glass
Naught but wine has held a place as people seek both mirth and grace.
Lusty red to golden white the living liquid brings delight
Taste this gift that for a night sends woes and cares to misty flight…woes and cares take misty flight…cares take misty flight...

Wine Dance Happy Holidays

Verse 1
I know how silence shapes a life,
How sorrow cuts like a brand new knife.
I’ve seen pain lean toward something artful.
Beauty born from what was hurtful.

Dreams have slept through years of snow,
Waiting on a thaw to grow.
And still I keep mine, soft and low—
Pressed between pages, so they show.

Chorus
What do I do with what I know?
Do I shout it out or take it slow?
Do I carry it, drag it, or let it go?
What do I do with what I know?

Verse 2
I know the warmth of love’s first spark,
And how it cools when days leave a mark.
I’ve seen truth bend beneath desire,
And what it feels like to be a survivor.

I’ve held remorse like river silt,
It settles deep beneath the guilt.
I've learned from being a one man show—
Just another line in what I know.

Chorus
What do I do with what I know?
Do I shout it out or take it slow?
Do I carry it, drag it, or let it go?
What do I do with what I know?

Verse 3
I know the strength of letting be,
How time reveals what eyes can’t see.
I know taxes and death are what's sure
That healing hurts before it cures.

I’ve walked through loss, and still I find
A fragile faith beneath the grind—
A quiet grace the years bestow,
A tiny light in what I know.

Chorus
What do I do with what I know?
Do I shout it out or take it slow?
Do I carry it, drag it, or let it go?
What do I do with what I know?

Bridge
Maybe knowing is forgiving,
The quiet proof is what I'm living.
Each truth I hold, I let it shine,
Turning pain to something fine.

Verse 4
I do know what it’s like to be—Ignored,
Devalued, hated and sometimes adored,
How to sort these mixed signals 'til
My mind has too much absorbed.

I know the strain of justifying my worth,
And the inside harm of wounds submerged.
And divergent things inside converged,
What I'm trying to do is let me emerge.

Chorus
What do I do with what I know?
Do I shout it out or take it slow?
Do I carry it, drag it, or let it go?
What do I do?

Final Verse
So I give you, in verse and song,
the life I have lived in for so long—
the hurts, the love, the happy sighs,
the truth that still outshines the lies.

Each word a seed, each note, a plea,
a trace of all that’s left of me.

Final Chorus / Outro
So what do I do with what I know? I'll
Let you take it with the love it shows.
I’ve carried it as far as I can go—
So take what’s left, and make it glow.

Just take what's left........
and make it grow.....

Will this be good enough for a will?

ok. Bye


"What Do I Do" is a quiet accounting of the weight we carry through the years — the truths we’ve learned, the hurts we’ve endured, and the grace we gather along the way. Sung in Gavin’s steady, human way, the song leans into that moment when a life’s worth of knowing rises to the surface and demands to be named. It asks the question honestly, without pretense:
What do we do with everything we’ve lived?

A reflection, a release, and a passing-on of what remains

What I Know

A song about losing a friend in December.

SNOW IN HEAVEN

Desert of Mirrors

The desert reflects like broken glass. Silence turns into a mirror where the traveler meets his own shadow.

The desert stretches, endless wide,
A mirror of shadows where secrets hide.
Each step echoes, a fragile sound,
In silence of nowhere, truth is found.

The sands reflect, the sky deceives,
The heart remembers what the eye believes.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The horizon bends, the light divides,
Time dissolves in shifting tides.
Mirages whisper, fragile and near,
The soul awakens when the path is clear.

Through the glass of the burning air,
I see myself waiting there.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The silence breaks, the shadows fall,
The desert of mirrors reveals it all.


Desert of Mirrors

🎄 Ruby Velvet – “Last Christmas (Velvet Edition)” 💋
A timeless classic reborn in dark glamour and winter’s glow.
Shimmering nostalgia meets gothic elegance — where every note breathes heartache and starlight.

✨
Produced by Ruby Velvet
A Starforce Records Release 💫

Last Christmas (Ruby Velvet version)

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

Wine Dance Happy Holidays

Dream Pop Productions

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