This set also included Newfoundland artists:

Sarah Hansen ~ Down The Grey River

Evelyn Jess ~ Waves

Unsigned Radio Hour #36

Best of SoundCloud May 2025

Related tracks: I don't roam

PLAYLIST RADIO COPY


Hungry Gizmo scs 
INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC  INSTRAMENTAL THERAPY

Episode 36 Copy of Unsigned Radio Hour 3 INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC HUNGRY GIZMO scs

Your Mix 3

Shock the Algorithm

Valve -  Bae

July 2025 - part 6

Phone recording added to by The Happy Somethings 

I uploaded Bitter before but in my opinion this Bitter is better.
I wrote and played it on the 1st January 2023.

I have loved The Happy Somethings since I first heard them when in Azerbaijan about 6 years ago.  We share the philosophy that if we try harder it sounds worse!  I am pleased and honoured that they spontaneously decided to colloborate and be my "ramshackle"  backing band on this song!  a bit like with Buddy Holly's apartment tapes, only I think Buddy's were better before...and Buddy was never bitter.    

link to their page: https://on.soundcloud.com/87eTU

...and in the words of The Happy Somethings:

"We have been fans of Cobbled Moth's musical output for some considerable time and when we came across this new song called 'Bitter' we just immediately loved it. One evening, bored with ourselves, and without him knowing, we decided to become his backing band... fortunately he embraced our audacity!"

credits
released January 9, 2023

Artwork by Joy.  Not meant to depict me, I'm still just a young lad...in his late 30s. 

Written by Cobbled Moth.
Copyright - all rights reserved - 
Cobbled Moth - Main vocals and acoustic guitar.
The Happy Somethings - other stuff

Lyrics:
I remember you sweeter
Now you're lost in the ether 
You were a spirit transmitter
But now you are bitter
And it's a shame
If you think no one cares
You went through pain
I know I was there
But you always had a wise word
And a kind word too
What happened to you?
I remember you taller
And now you are smaller
Over the land you would skitter
But now you're just bitter
Ooo oo now you are bitter
Ooo oo now we are bitter
And it's a shame
If we think no one cares
We went through pain
Yet always stayed fair
And we always had a wise word
And a kind word too
The disillusionment grew and grew and grew
I remember you fatter
And it didn't matter
Long before your x twitter 
When you were not bitter
I remember you jolly
In the rain with no brolly
I remember you shiny
Your wit was perfectly briny
I remember you noble
Before the dragon went global
You were never a quitter
Hope you stop being bitter


Bitter - Cobbled Moth & The Happy Somethings

Acoustic guitar instrumental written, performed and produced by Sean Ferree

The Salvation

This is an original song Durge came up with to describe a guy who has lost at love once before and feels pessimistic about his future. But time and random circumstances present a new opportunity at love and happiness. Fortunately the spark ignites in a big way to bring him back around.

Written, produced and performed by: Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Craig Durgy: guitar & vocals
Nat Daniels: keyboards & vocals
Copyright 2024 Daniels & Durgy / Gentle Rain Records
Cover art attributed to Juergen Striewski

Lyrics:    Imagination

There’s a shadow in my, imagination
Where the moonlight left me, without sensation
Makes it hard to see the, sun is shining
It’s a cloud with, no silver lining

It was something in the way, she cried into me
When the tears dried, the drought, forever threw me. 

There’s a corner of the bar at a downtown cafe
Where the sunlight through the door marks the end of the day
When you broke the light, from the doorway
From the corner I was, looking your way

It was something in the way, you looked into me
When you spoke to me it went right through me. 

Sometimes one thing really, leads to another
Shadows only need a spark, to recover
We were sparkin’ like a, July occasion 
And the fireworks lit up my imagination 

Now it’s something in the way that you call out my name
And the moonlight reveals, my sensation again

Imagination

Chord progression and notes used selection by Austin Hull.
Additional synth programming by eXode (first half of arp sequence).

Sunbeam 24/7

Sunbeam  (version 24/7)

Lyrics and composition, guitar and vocals by Joliz

July 2024

Paradox of Hope

Even a desert is cold at night.
Even a cyclone is calm inside.
Even two parallels meet one time.
More than a million points form a line.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Even Schroedinger's cat's still alive,
if you don't look too closely inside.
Even a monkey can write "Faust II",
if it gives it an infinite try.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Paradox of Hope

The wacky adventures of Inspector Looso - New Fetchflix TV Show

soundcloud.com/user-461764443/sets/the-wacky-adventures-of

The Phantom is a white collar criminal that Inspector Looso has been following for weeks across the country to find his link with other financial criminals. Even though Inspector Looso installed a twin turbo on his engine, his 1969 Citroen 2CV is no more than a wreck with four donkeys running on cheap scotch under the hood. This morning the Phantom is driving his sumptuous 1939 Lancia Astura specially designed by Pininfarina to go see his partner in crime Maximilian Moneybags. Looso is flooring the accelerator in order to keep up with the Lancia Astura in the twisty roads. However, the road holding of the 2CV is as good as a sandal on a banana peel and thus Looso ends his chase in the ditch with the wheels up and the morale down. What are The Phantom and Mr. Moneybags up to anyway?  For sure, Inspector Looso’s boss will not be happy after this new goof.

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.”

Music: Syrel
Photography: Syrel, 1939 Lancia Astura shot at the Museo Automovilístico de Málaga 2024
 
Musical Notes: In scientific research & development borrowing from one author is called plagiarism but borrowing from a dozen is called research LOL. You may recognize at some places The Planets, (Mercury) by Gustav Holst, The Love for 3 Oranges and Lieutenant Kijé by Sergey Prokofiev, Raiders of the Lost Ark by John Williams and probably many others that I do not remember. In DAW we trust.

The wacky adventures of Inspector Looso

The Phantom Pursuit

The Pièces froides are two sets of piano pieces composed in March 1897 by Erik Satie. Unpublished until 1912 when Ravel played them publicly, they marked Satie's break from the mystical-religious music of his Rosicrucian and Gymnopodies period (1891–95), and were a harbinger of his humoristic piano suites of the 1910s. 

The title Pièces froides, translated as Cold Rooms or Cold Cuts, is a punning allusion to the dire poverty Satie experienced during his last years living in Montmartre. In July 1896, he had been forced to move into an unheated ground floor closet (he called it a "cupboard”. The space was so small that Satie's camp bed all but blocked the door shut, and on frigid nights he kept warm by sleeping fully dressed with the rest of his clothing piled on top of him.

This the second of the two cold pieces: Danses de travers (Crooked Dances)
1. En y regardant à deux fois (Give it a good look)
2. Passer (Go on)
3. Encore (Again)

Here i've arranged the original solo piano for 2 classical guitars, 12-string, celeste, woodwinds & strings.

cover art: Le Repas Frugal by Picasso

Erik Satie, Pièces Froides

This song is a bit campy. The core of this thing is pure Isley Brothers' formula from the 70s -- they had these no nonsense, hard slamming funk songs that just went on forever (and you want them to). And there's also a healthy dose of 80s/90s slinky funk guilty pleasures like Grace Jones, Sade, & Seal.

is it finally living this feeling inside
I waited for hours with a slow burning fire
now is not the time to evade in the face of desire

but that's how it goes when you hold the control does it feel right
you're letting it go and I know that you know are you satisfied

the rules of the game are so easily changed
let's be honest about it lonely hearts will stray
I am still willing but your love is failing me every night

oh but that's how it goes when you're running the show  how you feel it
you're letting it go and I know that you know I can't steal it

out in the city new hearts align   
but tonight I am only alive for yours and mine

Control

Brand new track by STA and the last for 2024. Enjoy this instrumental Synthwave retrowave track and wishing u a great Happy New Year!

Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

Youtube: https://youtu.be/dVYJo3nVTPw

#2025 #happynewyear #Digitizedhorizon #synthwave #retrowave #synthwave
#retrowave
#outrun
#darkwave
#cyberpunk
#80s
#80sMusic
#retrowavemusic
#synthwavemusic
#newretrowave
#futurefunk
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#retrowavemovies
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#newsynthwave
#synthwaverelax
#synthwaveworkout

Digitized Horizon

An instrumental brand new track, more experimental along with punk rock elements (mostly 90s) along with the 80s feeling into it.
LUMI=Like u mean it.
 
Enjoy my friends!
Youtube: https://youtu.be/gzSvR9GT-zE
---------------------------------
(p) & (c), 2025.

LUMI

Another one brand new track from my upcoming Synthwave retrowave album that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos". Song called "Goodnight" enjoy y'all and subscribe, like & share! :)

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/gXyfunsd-F8?si=gCgv4YTy_tiNHqKi

#synthwave
#retrowave
#outrun
#vaporwave
#newmusic
#synthwavemusic
#80smusic
#electronicmusic
#musicvideo
#newrelease
#song
#music
#independentartist
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(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

Goodnight

Composition, lyrics, piano, guitar, vocals by Joliz

February 2025

Same Pace

I started cool
You lit a fire.
When I burned
You turned to ice.

I started low
You pushed me higher.
When I lost grip
You crawled away.

I started slowly
You came to chase me.
When I gave up
You pulled the brake.

Our feelings grew
You hid behind wire
And I got hurt
Crossing the fence.

My loved one don’t
Think of the future.
You will see
It’ll never be.

All our lifes
Are made of moments.
They’re here and now
Each day anew.

All our plans
For the future
Are made of dreams
No dreams come true.

Then it turned the tide
And I lost interest.
I wanted life
Not chase and flight.

And I broke up
I broke off contact.
Then you woke up
And faced the fact.

You said "It makes no sense
To commit suicide
Out of fear
You might one day die.

Give me your hand
And let’s start living
Here and now
Each day anew."

Now we walk these streets
Each day together
Neither fast nor slow
But at the same pace.

My loved one don’t
Think of the future.
You will see
It’ll never be.

Same Pace

rhythm of the distant.

Moog M32, Kyra, piano, guitar Animoog Z, MicroFreak were mashed together for this piece.

Edge of the World From A Different Perspective

Escape Velocity

INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC :instrumental therapy HUNGRY GIZMO scs ACOUSTIX  live 2025 March
FTP 
3.28.25

INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC :instrumental therapy HUNGRY GIZMO scs ACOUSTIX  live 2025 March

slon ispod stola(demo)

Lyndon B. Johnson - ”If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you."
https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/lbj-convince-the-lowest-white-man/

John Philpot Curran, "The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime and the punishment of his guilt.
https://www.bartleby.com/lit-hub/respectfully-quoted/john-philpot-curran-17501817-2/

Patrick Henry - Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
https://avalon.law.yale.edu/18th_century/patrick.asp#:~:text=Is%20life%20so%20dear%2C%20or,liberty%20or%20give%20me%20death!

No Surrender

Now convince the lowest man that he's better
And he won't even notice you're picking his pocket
Hell, give him someone to look down on
And he'll empty his pockets for you

If ya wanna be free, live your life own way 
Then eternal vigilance is the price ya pay
Cause  Servitude is the consequence
If you’re too damn complacent  

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to autocracy
No surrender, no surrender 

It’s a lie, It’s a lie, It’s a lie
It’s a crime, It’s a crime, It’s a crime
Of the time, of the time, of the time
It’s a low down stinking lying crime of the time.

Is life so dear or peace so sweet
To be purchased at the price of slavery 
Some will bend the knee and kiss the ring
For me I say let freedom ring 

If ya wanna be free, live your life own way 
Then eternal vigilance is the price ya pay
Cause servitude is the consequence
If you’re too damn complacent 

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to autocracy
No surrender, to the chains of tyranny

No surrender, to the powers that be
No surrender, to a wanna be king
No surrender, no surrender

NoSurrender


HIBERNATING LOVE
AMOUR ENDORMI
THIRTY EIGHT YEARS OF
PRECIOUS MEMORIES     

UNFORGOTTEN LOVE
QUI COMME PAR MAGIE
A REFAIT PEAU NEUVE
AUJOURD’HUI                 

LOVELY RITA SPATOLA
FROM TORINO TO PARIS
ALORS QUE AUX USA
S’EN EST RETOURNÉ BARRY
                                                                    
BUT WAIT, THAT’S NOT THE WHOLE STORY

HIBERNATING LOVE
REVENU À LA VIE
ON THE WINGS OF A DOVE
L’HIVER EST FINI

WINTER IS OVER 
ECCO LA PRIMAVERA
BONGIORNO GIOVANNA, ANNA MONICA VANDA
I TUTTI QUANTI

BELLA RITA SPATOLA
ROMANTICA LADY
L’AMOUR QUITE A TOMBOLA
D’AMÉRIQUE EN ITALIE

EVERLASTING LOVE
REVENU À LA VIE
FOR MANY YEARS OF
ETERNITY         

HIBERNATING LOVE
UNFORGOTTEN LOVE
EVERLASTING LOVE
OUI OUI OUI

I SEE PASQUALINO 
SMILING FROM ABOVE
SI SI SI 

ÔM


RITA SPATOLA (Lyrics) Song for Rita

History deleted
Numbers withheld
Someone else is in your life
And you think I can’t tell
Lying awake
I hear your foot on the stair
Hear another voice
But then there’s nobody there
Tell me that I’m wrong 
That’s it’s all a delusion 
But when I found that credit card 
I draw just one conclusion 

And nine times out of ten 
I would believe you 
Nine times out of ten
I wouldn’t care 
Cos nine times out of ten 
I would forgive you 
And nine times out of ten 
You wouldn’t dare 

History repeated 
Favours withheld
Someone else is in your car
And you think I can’t tell
Making mistakes 
I hear you talk on the speaker 
See my face at the window 
And quickly delete her
Tell me that I’m jealous 
That I’ve misunderstood 
Think I won’t find your second phone 
In her Norwegian wood

And nine times out of ten 
I would believe you 
Nine times out of ten
I wouldn’t care 
Cos nine times out of ten 
I would forgive you 
And nine times out of ten 
You wouldn’t dare 

There’s no benefit in doubt 
You say you’re in
But then you’re out
Trust it melts like springtime snow 
And we’ve both both both both
Both got nowhere to go

History defeated 
Misgivings withheld
Showed me the proof
And I think I can tell
Lying beside you 
Say my name in your sleep 
So I pick up my phone 
Got a promise to keep 
A game for two
And I played too
Swiping right in the night 
And then I see you 

And nine times out of ten 
I would believe you 
Nine times out of ten
I wouldn’t care 
Cos nine times out of ten 
I would forgive you 
And nine times out of ten 
You wouldn’t dare 


Nine Times Out of Ten

Orbital

Vocals: Winkandwoo
https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo/the-great-awakening-vocal-stem-124-bpm
Mix and Production: Lou Osiavo

Great Awakening

Muses On F Major

I Still Remember Love by Nova J

I wake up in a room I don’t know
The curtains bright, the light is low
She smiles at me and says my name
I don’t recall hers, I feel ashamed 

She helps me sit and brings my plate
I try to eat but barely taste
She holds my hand and doesn’t rush
And somehow it feels just enough

I still remember love
Even when the rest fades out
I still remember love
And that’s what life’s about

A man walks in and calls me “dear”
His face is kind, his voice is clear
I don’t know the place or day
But feel safe with him anyway

I get confused out in the hall
Forget the way, forget it all
They find me there and bring me back
No one laughs or gives me flak

I still remember love
Even when my mind’s not right
I still remember love
Like a porch light in the night

There’s a song that plays inside my head
I hum along though words are dead
I don’t know where the tune came from
But singing it still keeps me calm

I still remember love
Even when I lose my place
I still remember love
When I see a caring face

So if I forget your name
Or don’t know where we are
Please don’t feel ashamed
Just stay right where you are
I forget a lot
But when push comes to shove
I still remember love
I still remember love

I STILL REMEMBER LOVE

For this song I was trying to write something with some 70’s sounding wah-wah guitar and originally wanted some dance/disco feel to the track. I ended up adding a brass section when I needed a ‘hook’ for the song. This reminded me a quite a bit of those Herb Alpert records from the 60’s which I hope explains the title. The result ended up a lot less disco but I hope makes for an interesting listen perhaps!

Waiting For Alpert

Horizon

THE VISITOR IS A CHILD YOUR CHILD AND MINE
THE PLANET EARTH IS CRYING
AND ITS PEOPLE HURT
WAR AND HUNGER FLYING
TO END A NATURES BIRTH
WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS      
HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME
ONCE THERE WAS ONE
TAKE TOOK FORM AND SEE   
SO LET US TRY TO HEAL
TO SEE THIS GLOBAL WORTH
THIS CHILD OF HUMAN STRIVING
THIS MOURNING MOTHERS BIRTH
HER TREES AND Lakes are groaning             
TO END FINANCIAL WEALTH
TIDY  UP THE GARDEN 
TAKE OUT ALL THE TRASH 
GIVE OUR CHILDREN PARDEN 
REPAIR OUR SELFISH PAST
POLISH ALL THE E HEIRLOOMS 
CLEAN THE WINDOWSKY 
GIVE OUR CHILDREN PARDEN 
REPAIR OUR SELFISH PAST
I SAW YOU CANCEL FLYING
THEN SAVED A CARRION PAW
THAT PLASTIC BAG DENIGHING
THOSE LEATHER SHOES NO MORE 
 WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS 
 HOW MUCH THIS MEAN TO ME
THAT FINAL STANDING ONE
THAT LONLEY FOREST TREE
SO LET US TRY TO HEAL
LETS SAVE OUR CHILDRENS EARTH
WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS      
OUR ASSASINATED MESS
THE VISITOR IS A CHILD YOUR CHILD AND MINE

The VISITOR....(re-mastered 4th June 2025)

I don't roam

Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.  

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.  

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.  

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*  

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*  

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.  

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRight

Unite

On a Cool Night Sound Travels Far

Recorded this track on my phone in my car sampling the women’s football commentary on the radio. Hope you enjoy 😊

Clipper

Love me not

Clouds

Kokon-nectar and macarena (The original version is from Los del Río)

This is actually the third version of the song. I felt the original idea I’d roughed out with the keyboard and computer could be more interesting. So I reworked the whole track again (twice) adding several ‘hooks’. These were some vocal ‘stabs’, some keyboard/synth riffs as well as writing ( what I hope ) is a more interesting bass line. I beefed up the drum section too. I hope the fun I had creating it is reflected in the overall vibe of the track. Having said all this, the question is: did it actually work? 


Get Up

Download: https://mattlatulippe.bandcamp.com/track/horn-of-turandor

- Horn of Turandor - 
Chronicles of the Forsaken Chapter II
Epic Orchestral Music | Battle, Honor, and Destiny

⚔️ From the ashes of a brutal clash with the undead, the holy knights return—scarred, solemn, unbroken. As they ride through the gates of their ancient stronghold, the horns of Turandor echo across the stone walls, a resounding fanfare of resilience and might hailing the knights’ return.

🏰 The Fortress of Turandor, a monument to the unbreakable will of the holy knights. It is a bastion of hope for humans. But that hope is frail, with the rising evil hordes threatening the realm...

A realization. Only an all-out assault against the enemy might prove successful to bring peace...

📯 Sound the Horn! Prepare for battle!

🔥 A rising storm of drums and horns can be heard as the warriors prepare for battle once more. The tension is thick in the air, as the drums beats rises. Soldiers and knights alike put on their armors and pick up their deadliest weapons.

As the ranks are formed, the High-Paladin galvanize his troops, imbuing them with holy blessings and the will to carry out their duty. The warriors shouts in answer, their minds are set to battle.

🛡️ A final march to war—fully armed, fearless, and bound by oath.

Part of the Chronicles of the Forsaken saga, this chapter captures the weight of duty and the fire of purpose.

🎧 Listen, imagine, and ride with glory. Best experienced with headphones

0:00 Procession through the gates
0:54 The Fortress of Turandor 
1:31 Change of plans
1:43 Sound the Horn! Prepare for battle!
2:39 Galvanize the troops
3:13 Oathbound

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With this second chapter, the Chronicles of the Forsaken saga continue to move forward! Next chapter will be from the evil perspective...stay tuned! Hope you like it!
Video : https://youtu.be/QVlM1kxuAMk

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Thanks for listening!

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Music composed, arranged, mixed and produced by Matt Latulippe

Chronicles of the Forsaken

Horn of Turandor - Chronicles of the Forsaken II

Horn of Turandor

A thought about the vastness of space, the heavens and all thats contained therein and how wonderful life really is here on our tiny planet

As it is in Heaven, also on Earth

Love Is Love

I enjoy producing upbeat tracks spanning a range of pop styles. I really hope you have fun listening to them. I write my tracks using GarageBand and hopefully I am improving my writing, arranging and production skills. I do not use AI in any of my compositions.

Waiting For Alpert

Heliopolis 5