Best of SoundCloud October 2025

Copy of Robert S. Dean

Copy of Highlander on the run

Ray (https://soundcloud.com/user-364196783-552705040) and I went back to the well, and came back with this.

You Oughta See

I was somewhere in Virginia
With the Catskills on my mind
All the mountains are connected
Like the days we left behind

I was walking in Savannah
Where the river meets the pines
You were painting by the window
Sketching out the crossing lines

I’ll be with you in the morning sometime
When the birds all wake too soon
But tonight I asked the stars to draw a line
And let the night lean into you

I was drifting down to Asheville
With the blue hills bending low
You were dancing through my memory
Like a firefly in early snow

Now I'm waking up in Berkley
With the jasmine in the air
Every coast just keeps on curving
But I still find you everywhere

I’ll be with you in the morning sometime
When the birds all wake too soon
But tonight I asked the stars to draw a line
And let the night lean into you

I’ll be with you in the morning sometime
When the birds all wake too soon
But tonight I asked the stars to draw a line
And let the night lean into you

Night Lines (with Joliz)

LYRIC VIDEO : https://youtu.be/GAj7bHfRgEE
This is another song that came to me recently that I felt like I had to write & record ~
I'm kind of seeing it as a companion song for my song “The City Of Magically” that I posted  here on my feed a few monthes back~~
Hope you All Like my Song of Love :-) 
Would Love to hear any thoughts on it !
© 2025 Donna Dior

THIS KIND OF LOVE

Promo short of recent full release - https://soundcloud.com/somewhere77-561750840/remember-your-name?si=433ceb5bc5264149ac2d2137f1397d39&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Remember Your Name PROMO

Pour qui je compte     ( Translated following the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/9njE-7si0d0
Texte :           Muette
Chant lead : Philippe J
Choeurs :      Liora 

Il y a des carnets
Et des mots égarés
Tout au fond des tiroirs
Et qu'on n'relit jamais
Parce qu'on est en retard
Et qu'y a toujours quelqu'un
Dont il faut prendre soin
Et ce quelqu'un, c'est jamais soi.

Dans la frileuse Flandre,
Sous les chênes et les hêtres,
Il y a ce tas de cendre
Après un feu de fête.
Au milieu, des canettes,
Des souv'nirs jetés là
Qu'on ramass' les yeux las
Pour les trier plus tard, peut-être.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit :
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Les glacières dans le coffre,
La guitare dans sa housse,
On se serre un peu fort.
Un dernier regard pour
Les lits de mousse tassée,
Et les arbres muets
Mêm' quand l' bûch'ron les couche.
Et chacun r'part de son côté.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit:
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Et puis quand la clairière,
S'éclaircit plus encore,
Qu'on sait par cœur le bois,
Ses pièges, ses réconforts,
Assis sur les souches
On se parle à soi-même
En dénombrant ses doigts.
On se demande : Qui m'aime ? Qui m'aime ?
Et une seule main suffit. 

For whom I count on

There are notebooks
And lost words
At the bottom of drawers
That we never reread
Because we're late
And there's always someone
We have to take care of
And that someone is never ourselves.

In chilly Flanders,
Under the oak and beech trees,
There is a pile of ashes
After a festive bonfire.
In the middle, cans,
Memories thrown away
That we pick up with weary eyes
To sort through later, perhaps.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we ask ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

The coolers in the trunk,
The guitar in its case,
We hug a little tighter.
One last look at
The beds of packed moss,
And the silent trees
Even when the lumberjack cuts them down.
And everyone goes their separate ways.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we say to ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

And then when the clearing
Grows even brighter,
When we know the woods by heart,
Its traps, its comforts,
Sitting on the stumps
We talk to ourselves
Counting our fingers.
We ask ourselves: Who loves me? Who loves me?
And one hand is enough.

Pour qui je compte. avec Philippe J

Vocals: @Oddrun-Eikli 
Trumpet: @Arne-Hiorth
Lyrics: @user-264930040 (Peter)
Piano: Debra Buesking
This piano composition takes its cues from Beethoven's Bagatelle "Für Elise".  It seemed a bit of fun to give Beethoven's famous piece a new twist and so we have.  Thank you to my dear friends Oddrun, Arne, and Peter, for this marvelous and joyful experience of working together.  It brings us all a bit closer together.

An Autumn Pastorale

The year’s getting late, now summer’s sleeping
I contemplate how autumn’s creeping in.
Berries shining for the birds
As they harmonise each others’ words In a chorus like the angels heard.

The year’s getting late, for carefree living

Lazy times, with honest give and take.
Simple joys like baby smiles
And climbing hills to see for miles
The evening star switching on…year’s getting late

The year’s getting late, memories clinging
Better times, that sweet hope’s bringing in
The last of this year’s butterflies
Mother nature’s neat surprise

Can’t those days come back please? … year’s getting late.

Autumn Pastorale | Oddrun E, Arne Hiorth, Peter the Poet, & Debra B

Special thanks to Paploviante for his generous open collab offer 🫶

I added mostly keyboard music to Paul’s jamming jazz track of keyboard, guitars (awesome solos!), bass, and percussion. VST instruments or E-instruments that I used are listed below. No AI, made by humans.

Paploviante's original track is here:  https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/time-turns-back-paploviante

And if you love saxophone as I do, check Joerxworx's sax remix of Paploviante's Time Turns Back here:  https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx/time-turns-back-by-paploviante-joerxworx-sax-remix

BTW, time falls back one hour on Sunday, October 26, 2025, in most of the European Union, and on Sunday, November 2, 2025, in the United States, Canada, and other locations observing Daylight Saving Time in autumn.

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85 bpm

DAW: Apple Logic Pro X 
MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard 
Concert Grand 
Ambient Lead
Studio Trumpet 
Focus rhythm arp
African Kit ~ Metal Shaker for an extra Tick-Tock rhythm in the intro, outro
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COVER ART is a surrealistic interpretation of the song as original CGI by SUNNYBECK using a composite derived from original and AI-generated images rendered by the DaVinci app, then altered, retouched, and designed in Photoshop. Includes a thumbnail of Paploviante’s original cover art.
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Time Turns Back by Paploviante | SUNNYBECK Remix

1st song on the album, Wheels in an Elsewhere, released 28/8/25
This song sprung from the idea that I/we may have ended up here by some accident whilst on our way somewhere else.... because at times it all does seem extremely strange, misaligned and as though we're trying to make the best of living in throw-together soup without drowning.

Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go

Don't you wonder what on Earth you're doing here in the first place
Did you chance to lose your way
While heading to the other side
Where your home was
Waiting quietly among the stars
A million years or so
Not too late
But you got waylaid
Now you're here with the rest of us
What are we to do

Treading water
Round and round
Tracks don't lead you anywhere but back
Another day it's just the same oh
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again


Oh you asked and asked again
But never got any answer
Although the timing wasn't clear
You knew there had to be a place where you rested
Waiting quitety among the stars
It should have been right there where you left it.
Oh you were waylaid
Now you're here with the rest of us
What are we to do

Treading water
Round and round
Tracks don't lead you anywhere but back
Another day it's just the same oh
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again

Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again
I just try to have fun
Don't hurt anyone
We just try to have fun
Don't hurt anyone
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Here we go again
Here we go
Don't you ever wonder
What on earth we're doing here

What on Earth

'Shadows In Fallen Clouds' Chemtrails are covering our skies worldwide daily. These chemtrails contain a mixture of chemicals and heavy metals. Most of the worlds population appear to think that these chemtrails are clouds or contrails and some are even oblivious to their very existence. However I am not and am well aware that what is being sprayed artificially in the upper atmosphere, won't stay there for long and will soon succumb to gravity. So then these chemtrails start to fall to earth, with their pollutant toxins. We are then breathing these in and eating the food produced from the contaminated ground and drinking the water. 
My track then 'Shadows In Fallen Clouds' is my protest to this assault on the earth and every living thing on it.
Alan

CON-FUSION

Shadows In Fallen Clouds

Quote by Amanitalinda: https://soundcloud.com/amanitalinda

Let the dream go on✨ 💫 🌟

Remixes

The Future Is Inside You (Remix 2025)

I watched the sun go under
From the window of the train
City lights like scattered pearls
Through a fog of silver rain
Your voice on my shoulder
Soft as summer wine
I’m chasing down the distance
And the pictures in my mind
East of Indianapolis
On this twilight line

We dreamed of California
But never left the ground
I’m counting old postcards
From a life that’s coming around
There’s a rhythm in the window
Like the slow turn of time
And a ghost beside my shoulder
That I can’t leave behind
West of Illinois
On this twilight line

The dawn will find another town
And someone else’s sky
But I still see your shadow
Every time I close my eyes
And maybe love’s just distance
Measured over time
Between what was and what remains
On Hollywood and Vine
Going eastbound tonight
On this twilight line
Going eastbound tonight
On this twilight line

Twilight Line

In the hours after Culloden, soldiers fleeing the battle were slaughtered, as were those left wounded on the field.

No mercy shown
Steel on bone
Brothers gone
Oh no

Sky cries rain
I feel no pain

They lie dead
Our colours stain the ground
My heart is lead
I will make a sound

Cowards smile
For a little while
Our sacred land
Is in their hand

Sky cries rain
I feel no pain

They lie dead
Our colours stain the ground
My heart is lead
I will make a sound

Cowards smile
For a little while
Our sacred land
Is in their hand

Sky cries rain
I feel no pain

They lie dead
Our colors stain the ground
My heart is lead
I will make a sound

Broken men , broken hearts .mp3

Here's my version of this classic Irish ballad. Mclhatton was an old fiddler who knew how to make an excellent Poitin, the ancestor of whiskey. When the valley where he lived filled with buyers of his fine liquor, many tried to capture him, but he knew how to hide well and was never caught. Enjoy my track and share! CIAO

MCLHATTON

Première pensée   (Translated after French text )
Vidéo :  https://youtu.be/NYPOfarT2w0
Texte et chant : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Dans le vase de mon cœur
L’amour est à ras bord.
Dans le tien, une fleur
T'offre une nouvelle aurore.
Dans le sol de mon cœur
S’est ouverte une crevasse.
Le tien, d’heure en heure,
Se durcit et se tasse.
Dans la salle de bain
Où j'me rends présentable,
Je n'me trouve plus aimable
Et je te cherche en vain.
Mes yeux n’ont pas compris,
Immobiles dans la glace,
Butés comme des impasses,
Et ce corps inutile...
Quand viendra-t-il ce jour
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton langage,
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton visage,
Où ma première pensée
Sera d'boire un café ?
Je voudrais comme toi
Etre hors la loi d’amour,
Mais je suis condamnée
A te faire vivre toujours.
Je voudrais comme toi
Faire juste un demi-tour
Et t’avoir oublié.
Dis-moi comment tu fais.


First thought

In the vase of my heart
Love is overflowing.
In yours, a flower
Offers you a new dawn.
In the soil of my heart
A crack has opened.
Yours, hour by hour,
Hardens and settles.
In the bathroom
Where I make myself presentable,
I no longer find myself lovable
And I search for you in vain.
My eyes have not understood,
Motionless in the mirror,
Stubborn like dead ends,
And this useless body...
When will that day come
When my first thought
Will not be of you,
When my first thought
Will not be your face,
When my first thought
Will be to drink a coffee?
I would like, like you,
To be outside the law of love,
But I am condemned
To keep you alive forever.
I would like, like you,
To just turn around
And forget you.
Tell me how you do it.

Première pensée avec Muette

An old song remastered. 



Swing high swing low the heather hums
Where the wild winds dance and the river runs
A song in the stones a whisper so old
I hear it call in the evening's gold

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

The skies wear gray like a woven shawl
The lark takes flight as the shadows fall
Your voice it lingers like a tune untamed
Carved in my soul like the cliffs unnamed

Oh the stars they blink in the loch so deep
Secrets they hold in their ancient keep
If I were the wind I’d find your side
And sing you this song on the morning tide

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

Carry my Heart .mp3

I was down like a pilot in a war 
Wreckage, wreckage 
Then she broke my freefall 

I fell fast no warning around me
Wreckage, wreckage
Then she walked me away

I woke in a city without a name
Sirens shot the darkness with sound

She said her name was Mercy so I knew
Wreckage, wreckage
Then she flickered and swayed

I was down like a pilot in a war
Wreckage, wreckage
Then she broke my freefall
Then she broke my freefall

Wreckage (with Joliz)

Loud and clear folks: Watchglass do NOT use any AI in any part of their song creation. Neither pitch correction or autotune are used on Gina's vocals. All nuance and emotional expression are preserved. All songs are 100% humanmade!

Hello, thankyou for stopping by! If you had a listen and liked what you heard, the best way to help us forward in the great sea of music would be to follow us on Bandcamp if you possibly can.... really depends on whether you have a Bandcamp account. If you can't then we still very much appreciate a show of love here in the form of likes, comments and re-posts... thank you very much for these :) 
Watchglass are a duo who like exploring 
musical directions and having fun making songs and albums. We have been working as a partnership since 2017, or most of the time since then. Gina is the singer and lyricist. Mark is the guitarist and everything else and makes the songs and is the one who Gina will forever hold responsible for showing her she could not only sing well enough to front a band but also write passable, and sometimes even excellent songs. 

We have 5 albums which earned acclaim from Chief Editor Bandcamp, Joseph E Keyes:

Every Conversation in June 
(Featured in BandCamp's Best of Spring collection 2023)
“The album plays out like one long, slightly spooky fairy tale…A magic spell drifting in from lands unknown, Every Conversation in June is a quiet marvel.” - JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Beautiful Dust
“...delightfully enigmatic pop songs built from enchanting melodies and eternal optimism.” - Ben Salmon (Bandcamp Daily)
“..as hushed and evocative as a ghost story whispered around a campfire.”- JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Raw Colours 
“It’s another irresistible album from a band that gets better with each go-round.”- JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Longways Conversations
After listening to this album one of our fans took a dive into our back-catalog and had this to say:
"I’ll get around to writing something more formal, but I have been listening to Watchglass almost exclusively the past few weeks. I’m genuinely apologetic - songs like With a Trice, How Will You Know Me, what it means to believe, just to name a few, deserved a tonne of superlatives from myself, and I said nothing until now. Really, please pass on to Mark that his arrangements and production doesn’t go unnoticed - I delight in hearing something new each time.
You guys are seriously talented, and works class, really, and the new album is incredible. Let’s push it out there.

With a trice - that makes me teary. You’re such a nuanced singer and you guys are an amazing duo."

Wheels in an Elsewhere
"Another gorgeous new LP from Sydney's watchglass, this one branching out slightly into what Jon Hassell once called "fourth world music.""  JE Keyes Bandcamp New and Notable



All available on Bandcamp.