A prayer for the end of the year, reminiscing on my times in Florida and the struggles of being a Christian.

Prayerful

S A Y L E S S

Have to be honest, I think this is the best clean tone I've ever gotten out of my guitar

Interviewing a Zebra

enseñale a todooooos

Music I made for my short-film "Night Blooming Lady"

The Waiting

First production in over 8 years. I hope you enjoy my music.

Boiling point

Recorded live during Sloth Disco @ Loft Story in Greenpoint on Friday 12/5. Wrap this, put it under your tree, and open it in front of your whole family. I dare you. 

Duck and cover. 

Sloth Jackson @ Loft Story - Music To Make Faces To

we're getting killed softly (demo)

Jorts clan

Session exploring the crossroads of glitchy low end melody and melancholy


Black 1

you might not understand this and thats okay

This song felt hopeful but kind of bittersweet to me.

You are not alone anymore.

Lovebreaking

Clyde was a shy guy, a pinball wizard, and he never set a foot into a room without a plan.
To escape.
As of lately he's been checking around corners with a periscopic aura for a body out of place.
Hot damn...
There's an energetic fizzle from a knock upon a window where a Raven had patiently hatched eggs-
on lately, it's last legs.
Been days since it last rest.
A snake in the grass laughing, peristaltic belly breaths.
Ahh man...

Clyde was a sly fox, quiet, as he night stalks-
Slide through an environment like scythes into a man.
Dead wrong...
Niacin deficient, plus, sweaty palms.
Possibly some screws loose, likelier the light bulb-
...gone dark.
All hark! Thar be a villain.
Squeezed through infinity, incipient unpeeling.
Breathe; is it visitors or killers on a spree?
Clyde lies still then skitters onto the ceiling...

"Clyde? Are you here?"

Rat-a-tat-tap, go a shim, to a lock.
Stepped in, three friends, all grins, gun cocked.
Made their way well past the foyer, to the stairwell, from the top-
-they had descended, apprehension, not a thought until a "POP"!

Gone dark! 
All hark, far from the entrance.
Light flashed, right past, eyes on attendance.
Guts dropped like mine shafts and well past a visit.
"The FUCK'S this?!" and "OH SHIT!" and an undulating visage.
And an unrelenting pulsing, all controlling and persistent.
And a feeling close to falling in perpetual perdition-

-it's trickling, sickening. It crept between their skin, that which exists within a moment unprecedented and akin-
To engineering pure perfection of a wicked spider's web which wrapping tighter, is instead revealed as fibers made of sin.
The trio stepping lighter, pulling Clyde from his suspension.
Sensing danger just below him, slowly dangles from protection.
And just before an officer could calm or cough up exposition Clyde unspooled while sinking fangs into a beautiful quiescence. 

Drink now, recluse, drown the thoughts out your head...
Down came the moon, with the stalks of your legs...

Recluse

this track isnt fully mixed i posted the wrong version but i cant replace the file so just lower your highs or the volume a bit. ill remove this description when i replace the file.

fallfromgrace


this track isnt fully mixed i posted the wrong version but i cant replace the file so just lower your highs or the volume a bit. ill remove this description when i replace the file.

laaalalalallaallaaaalaaa

Before Your Name is a slow, lyric-driven folk / alt-country ballad about late-diagnosed autism - finally finding a name for why you always felt like “a shadow in a crowded room.”

It’s built around close acoustic guitar and an intimate baritone vocal, more confessional poem than radio single: years of feeling half-present, the ache of every night “halfway through,” then the slow work of learning to sit with what’s true and let each night run fully through.

[LYRICS]

I was a shadow in a crowded room
A face among my closest few
Before your name, I never knew
Why every night felt halfway through

If only dawn would heed my calling
As I beg the sun to sleep
So every thought, awake or dreaming
Is left to brew, then slowly steep

Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine
Do learn the dark and choose to shine

So go on now… just choose to shine

I am no shadow in a crowded room
Not just a face among a few
I learned to sit with what was true
And let each night run fully through

Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine
Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine

Before Your Name ❤️ For The Ones Unseen, Autistic Hearts

free download, out on all streaming services in 1-2 days. 

“Shadows Swallowed” is about commitment, the kind that scares you.
If you don’t give what you love everything you’ve got, the goal stays out of reach and the doubt starts eating it from the inside. The vocals are that inner voice, quiet and heavy, and the drop is the moment you stop hesitating and go all in.

If this hit you, leave a comment with what you’re chasing. 🖤

Free Download

MIRR.IMG - Shadows Swallowed (Free Download)

Professional shit polisher. Lyrics are in descriptions/on rhymers block

Composing music on my piano that makes me feel good.

Soft Like Me is now on spotify! Check it out 
Dreya Veløura · cinematic sound for memory + emotion

Royalty-free ambient cues for visual creators, editors, & storytellers.

🎧 Listen · 🎬 License · 💌 Contact
→ dreyaveloura@gmail.com
Instagram: Dreya.Vel > https://www.instagram.com/dreya.vel/ - cinematic music meet surreal visuals

I make music kinda and stuff. Though only instrumentals; not very great at vocals, so if any one wants to do some vocals hit me up.

MIRR.IMG | GMI.RRIM (Subsidia / Rude Service)
Bookings: mirr.imgofficial@gmail.com

Bussin [Subsidia Records]
In My Ear [Rude Service]
Live Your Life [Subsidia Records]
Creepy Sound [Subsidia Records]
Reaper [Recall Records]

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

Out in Texas, I make music about the Human Experience.

creating music to make you feel new feelings

Jackson (AKA Coach Jackson) is a Brooklyn based music curator, event producer, and DJ. He is also the production director of New York's Lightning Society. He is on a perpetual mission to bring a little whimsy back into the discotheque. Come dance with him! 

Feel free to DM for bookings or event inquiries.

I dont sing much but I play guitar and produce music. I make all sorts of genres but I focus on like 3 specifically, go ahead and give something a listen and drop a follow maybe too perhaps pls

feel free to yoink a track and put some vocals over it or something (put prod. Kyoukuu in the title) and send it to me

Record labels: 

https://soundcloud.com/neur0m  (Neurom Records)

Supported Artists:

Kris Wadsworth, Maceo Plex, Dense & Pika, Trikk, Paul Woolford AKA Special Request.

New tracks tagged #Moody