The Return

An older track from my early GarageBand days — a slow, peaceful morning in sound.

Lazy Morning (Demo 2017)

late-night confession wrapped in candlelight and quiet storms.
“Draw You In” is about letting someone close when every instinct says to lock the door —
a soft-spoken surrender where vulnerability becomes the melody.
Minimal production. Whispered vocals. Raw emotion.
No walls. No polish. Just truth, breath, and heartbeat.

Draw You In

Floatin' In Space - by Paploviante –– Title & Music; Reidmoto – Lyrics, Final Mix. Note: Vocalist was high, drunk, and shivering, so her vocals are not always clear.

They said the trucks run early when it rains…
You can hear ‘em before dawn — 
the ones that take what’s left.
Ain’t nobody comin’ back for me.

Guess I’m just another story…

Floatin’… in Space.

[Verse 1]
He said, “Sweetheart, you gotta order some food.”
Just doin’ his job, not tryin’ to be rude.
Fishnets torn, mascara rain,
Thunderbird tears runnin’ down the drain.

[Verse 2]
My bag got jacked, only shorts and a tee.
Last trick gone, nobody lookin’ for me.
Dumpster’s warm, the rain hits hard,
Just a night on earth in God’s junkyard.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
The last thing I remembered,
Bones were snappin’, limbs dismembered.
Tried to scream but had no breath,
My fade to black — a trash-truck death.

[Chorus 1]
She appeared in a mist of GLORY,
“I’m the Angel of Purgatory.
Get some rest, I’ll check your story.”
Been EONS since I’ve seen her face,

I’m fluh-fluh-floating in space.

[Verse 3]
I rose above alleys of flickering light,
Past burnt spoons glowing in the night.
The city below was a rosary chain,
Every bead a body whisperin’ my name.

[Verse 4]
I called to the Angel, “Hey, you still there?”
Her halo flickered like welfare glare.
She said, “Baby, I just light the way —
You walk alone till your debts are paid”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Stars were cryin’, galaxies bled,
Heaven looked blue but it burned out red.
I begged for mercy, but the line went cold.
Just the hum of truth I never told.

[Chorus 2]
She appeared in a mist of GLORY,
“You wrote your own sad story.”
“Rest awhile in this empty place…”
Then she vanished — without a trace.

[Bridge / Spoken Drift]
No wings, no trumpet, no pearly gate,
Just me and the dark and the hands of fate.
Some angels clock out when the sirens wail,
Some souls just ride the garbage rail.

[Final Chorus / Outro]
Been EONS since I’ve seen her face,
I’m fluh-fluh-floating in space.
She ain’t comin’ back — not for grace,
Just driftin’ forever…

floating…
in space.

“Get some rest… I’ll check your story…”
static…
dumpster lid closes…

#1 Timeless Floating In Space - Paploviante_Title_Music-Reidmoto_Lyrics

perfect journey

Danser toute la nuit
Les lumières de la ville brillent si fort (Ooh, ouais !)
Rêves de néon Nuit électrique (Ooh, oh !)

Neon Nights

Where Have All the Good Men Gone?
Reidmoto: ALL

[VERSE 1]
 I’ve tried the online dating sites,
 Made a real effort to do it right.
 I answered all those first-time texts,
 Didn’t take long to learn what’s next.

[VERSE 2]
 Most of the guys sent one-liners—
 Not knowing what a woman requires.
 “Hey beautiful! You wanna meet?”
 Did they think I’d just jump out of my seat?

[Pre-chorus]
I’ve made an honest effort,
 To be a woman worth dating.
 But the years roll on, and my hope’s deflating.

[CHORUS]
 Where have all the good men gone?
 Are they all taken—only defects in the pond?
 Where are all the solid, salt-of-the-earth guys,
 Who know themselves and are caring and wise?

[VERSE 3]
 I’ve met the angry ones, still mad at their ex,
 Carrying grudges like unpaid debts.
  A few just want a body, not a soul—
 Leaving me emptier the more I scroll.

[CHORUS]
 Where have all the good men gone?
 Are they all taken—only defects in the pond?
 Where are all the solid, salt-of-the-earth guys,
 Who know themselves and are caring and wise?

[BRIDGE]
 Maybe he’s out there, working late,
 Fixing trucks or trusting fate.
 Maybe he’s healing from love gone bad—
 Just like me, he’s tired of sad.

[FINAL CHORUS]
 Where have all the good men gone?
 Maybe they’re waiting, just holding on—
 For a woman who’s real, not playing a part,
 Who still believes love’s a work of heart.

[OUTRO]
 So I’ll keep my faith, though it’s wearing thin,
 One honest soul could change everything.
 ’Til then I’ll laugh, and I’ll live again—
 Still asking, where are all the good men?

Where Have All the Good Men Gone? v. Pop/Rock  I've heard women ask this question

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four-string fretless bass, PRS SE semi-hollow body electric guitar, Sigma acoustic guitar, lyrics, vocals, and composition
SunnyBeck-- @sunnybeck — Beck — synth and MIDI composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – production, mix, and mastering
This is a love song written about Josh's favorite band, Phish. He came up with the chords on his acoustic guitar, and shared it with the group. This was written with Beck in mind, though, too, as he knew she'd be contributing her magic to this one, too. Even when it was just the acoustic guitar set to a looper beat, she came up with many of the parts you hear throughout. Although, she also readjusted and redid a lot of it, too, throughout the process. Ken was the next piece of the puzzle to jump in. He laid down his perfect drums beats to it in only one or two tries, giving it the groove it needed. After Ken laid down the beat, that allowed Josh to add his bass to the mix, too. It was almost done musically, but it needed a lead guitar, which Josh also put in there. Before it was finished, though, JJ weighed in with his clever organ, which can be heard from about 2:30 on. When it was all wrapped up musically, Josh also sang his lyrics, which are written from the perspective of two Phish heads conversing about the imminent Phish show, which is always a big, exciting event. 
  Josh has seen almost 70 Phish shows in his life, and he hopes his adoration for the band is evident in this song. This is the second song Eclectic Collective have done with Beck, and we all hope for many more, too. She's a fantastic musician, with a wonderfully deep well of creativity. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Are you gonna meet me at the show tonight
Am I gonna see you at the show?
What songs do you think they’ll play tonight?
I’ve been waiting all year to go

You should check out last night’s set list
The show was packed with killer songs
Is there any one that you’ve been chasing?
I love it when the crowd all sings along
 
Trey’s been stirring up all the great jams
Page rules the keyboards from his throne
Mike digs the groove so deep and he stands
On Fishman’s beats that shake our bones
 
Hope you have your ticket for the show tonight
I know these days they’re on our phones
At least now about grass there’s no fight
Light a joint on up the hill and feel at home

Some spun wook is always tripping
Looking for profundity in all the songs
Every now and then they have to just stop spinning 
Stare at the lights, and sing along

So I know we’ll hear some great things tonight
Every time I go, my mind gets blown
After in the lot I know I’ll eat a grilled cheese, 
Suck on a balloon, then drive on home

Trading Mics for Fish Pages (Eclectic Collective with SunnyBeck)

The central theme of "Rent Due on My Soul" is resilience amid urban struggle—specifically, the relentless grind of life in a unforgiving city like New York, where economic pressures, isolation, and existential tolls demand everything from the individual, yet the human spirit persists through sheer grit and defiance.
This is woven throughout the lyrics as a metaphor of "rent" extending beyond money to the soul itself: the city's "steel-gray sky," "bills stack[ed] tall," skipped meals, and "thousand fights" represent the dehumanizing hustle, while the chorus's repeated vow—"I pay in grit, not gold... And I won’t let go"—and the bridge's imagery of rising "with the dust as the skyline glows" emphasize unyielding endurance. The slower, dread-filled heavy metal rap style, with its pounding drums and flickering Hammond organ, amplifies this tension between oppression and quiet triumph, turning personal survival into a gritty anthem of refusal to break.

Rent Due on My Soul

Epic 2025 Hits vol 4

Let's Be a Cat

Epic Hook - ft  Rhythm and Romance lady m Let's Be a Cat

Fracture the Silence is a high-voltage blend of glitch-touched metalcore, emotional alt-rock and razor-edged rap elements. Built around the central idea of breaking through the noise inside your own head. Across ten tracks, the album drags the listener through wreckage, reflection, self-confrontation and, eventually, a cathartic rise.

Against The Static

Promoters of any services: I'm not interested and have a team that handles everything I need. Save your time and your account and DO NOT send me messages praising my music, then hitting me up with your offer. 

ONE MESSAGE FROM ME TO MY CONTACT ON SOUNDCLOUD AND YOU WILL BE BANNED FOR LIFE. 

Now that we've got that straight...

I'm a songwriter and musician, have played in bands, play mostly guitar, and a bit of keyboards, but my primary passion is writing songs--creating cool songs that people can relate to. 

I like to write songs that have meaning and emotional impact, but try to also include some humor in them to make it not so serious and heavy. 

I hope you enjoy some of the songs.

Reidmoto