Cinematic Epicness 2025

Featured Artist - Ian the Magi©️Ian from Wales. Master of Korg and epic human being and musical love spreader. good luck scrolling to the end of Ian's list haha It's longer than anyones I think. Magic man is a super musician and song writer - Check out Magi©ian™ (Making music make a difference) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/6aFi6BE6o39xvz7wTn ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

Best of SoundCloud September 2025

Sounds of Europa

Epic Friends

Hello my dear friends! With great pleasure I’d like to present to you my first collaboration with Franck C Production (aka Franck Charles) — a wonderfully talented composer and musician. You can listen to Franck’s incredibly beautiful cinematic and orchestral music here: @franck-charles-676082884

«So Enjoy Every Moment» is our collaborative work based on my existing solo piano piece. I am deeply grateful to Franck for adding so much heavenly beauty, magnificence and brilliance to my original composition! It has been a great honour and joy to collaborate with Franck.

Thank you so much for listening to this music, and we genuinely hope that you will enjoy it! 

Credits:

Composition & piano performance: Anastasiya Ihnatovich
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

So Enjoy Every Moment (Ft. Franck Charles)

A neoclassical testament to the value of retreat,
where silence gives birth to the most profound expressions,
contrapuncting the noise of our world.

This is the 2nd movement of my Symphony "Alive!".

Composed in the silence, solitude and fears of the Pandemic Lockdown.

Sigh of Retreat

Long Story

This is a musical story about an astronaut that has to leave the space station in order to perform a critical and urgent task.
It's composed around a minimalist piano theme that had a strong emotional effect on me when I first discovered it.

Outside The Airlock

escapada

Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by Asymoney
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles ©
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wE7n9K_Mrk

Twilight Garden

Enjoy a lot and dance.
This track is 100 % free of AI. Pure inspiration!.

El Exiliado

El Exiliado (The Exiled)

Flowers.

Written in January 2024.

Published in July 2025.


During the first few months of last year, I was ill with my recurring kidney stone problems.

Fortunately, that passed.

I left some of the compositions I started unfinished, and some sketches were barely started.

This is one of them.

My mother lives in a typical Andalusian house in Seville.

One of the characteristics of these houses is that they usually have a courtyard where there are all kinds of flowering and non-flowering plants.

Obviously, they need to be cared for, watered, fertilized, etc.
My mother loves doing it, and in spring she reaps the rewards of her labor.

I always give my flower icons to the women I follow (I hope I'm not annoying them by doing that), so I thought it was interesting to draw inspiration from all of that to put this together.

17 Tracks native instruments MS2 & Old Xewton forum.
3 XPad 
2 iMini Arturia
1 iProphet Arturia
2 korg IM
1 Ob-xd 
1 flowtones 


Mix: my hear 
Software. Music Studio 2
Hardware.ipad

Cover. A part of the courtyard of my mother's house

Thank you for your comments

Next…. Crossroad

Flowers

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

This is a collaboration with the very talented Epic Dreamery (Bruce). We completed this last year and posted it on Epic Dreamery's SC page, but I wanted to share it to own page too. It is a song I wish to share, and I hope you like it as much as I do!

Check out more from Bruce here: https://soundcloud.com/epicdreamery


I GOT MOXIE, BABY
Lyrics by Andrea Brennan
Music, vocals and production by Epic Dreamery 

 
I grew up in the projects, was just mom and me
Had three dead bolts on the door , but never much to eat

The world taught me too early, that life isn’t always fair
But I never stopped believing, I could build castles in the air
 
'Cause I got moxie, baby . . . feel it deep inside
Like an ocean rolls the tide . . . Moxie, baby . . .
Can't stop these waves that flow right through me
My moment will arrive . . . 'Cause I got moxie, baby

From cruel broken sidewalks, On the wrong side of town
I conquered attitudes and fears, that were holding me down

The day I turned eighteen, I kissed my mom goodbye
She knew I had to dream, And I knew I had to try
 
'Cause I got moxie, baby . . . I feel it deep inside
Like an ocean rolls the tide . . . Moxie, baby . . .
Can't stop these waves that flow right through me
My moment will arrive . . . 'Cause I got moxie . . . baby . . .
For me there is no maybe

Well I Bought a one-way fare
On the poor man's limousine
On my way into the city, where muse’s dare to dream
I know it won’t be easy . . . but I’m ready and prepared
-SOLO- 
'Cause I got moxie, baby . . . I feel it deep inside
Like an ocean rolls the tide . . . Moxie, baby . . .
Can't stop these waves that roll right through me
Like an ocean rolls the tide, my moment will arrive
. . . 'Cause I got moxie, baby

I Got Moxie, Baby

n & n

מוזיקה ואלקטרוניקה
נרדי
Elia Meir Savorai
נבו סבוראי

מופק באולפני חדר זמני

 A Tribute to Carlos Castaneda


The Hunter       תסרב

||| Not Cruel Enough ||| A darkwave soundtrack, inspired by the dark side of human nature.
From the album White Noise 
+ Listen on Spotify +
https://open.spotify.com/track/2hEzROxnURyGb2yIYkVYFg

From my experience, some people dwell in a state of inner poverty. They are poor in character, in spirit, and in mind. 
These people are inherently cruel.
They cannot reciprocate love.
They are lacking in empathy.
They are the takers.
🖤
For those of use who are not like this, it is important to recognise these types of people and to protect ourselves from them.
Don't be fooled by their charms.
The red flags are always there to see, if you have the courage to look.
We will always be their source of parasitic satisfaction until we can see it.
🖤
This song is dedicated to those who are not like them.
To those who are not cruel enough to endure these kind of people and the sick society that is churning them out.
🖤
Stand in your power
Know your worth
You are beautiful 
Because you are kind 

Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/yBKAr1W3dtM

White Noise

Not Cruel Enough

4th collaboration with my Lion SENNID...The Great and Wise Rastaman, always a great honor when he sings on one of my instrumentals.
Thank you, King Lion ♥️💛💚 Jah Bless 🙏🙏

LOVE AND LIFE

LOVE AND LIFE (Collab SENNID & KillaSoundBoy)

#film, #dark, #wall of sound, #liminal, #pulse, #ambient, #mysterious, #industrial, #Lynch, #Cocteau, #Crash, #chromatic, #shimmer, #throb, maximalist, #gothic

See Me in the Darkness

Lots of subtle guitar layers on this.

Downloadable

A kaleidoscope sea,
waves folding into triangles and circles
as if the ocean had learned to play with blocks. 
Above, the sun unravels into bright shards, 
scattering like toys in the sky. 
It feels joyful, almost innocent. 
Yet every color carries a hush. 
Summer is only tidying up its games before slipping quietly away.

Polygon Equinox

Polygon Equinox ↧

|| Ataraxia ||

[at-uh-rak-see-uh]
noun

Philosophy.
a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety, especially as an ongoing condition of soul-fulfilling attainment; unconditional tranquility.
I’m not looking to achieve ataraxia—I just want a week (life) away from the daily grind.
+
(Sometimes things are best when reimagined)
+
Freedom is a state of mind
Happiness is a concept
You can create the life you love
Take control
Slay those demons
Break the bonds (addictions / fears) that enslave you
+
Embrace creation
End (self) destruction
+
Empower yourself 
Seize the moment
The time is now
🤍
Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/o2kGL-Ix66I

Ataraxia

Amidst the global cacophony, my friend mannu's https://soundcloud.com/the-mannu/the-stratagem-in-daylight really cut through. It was a great privilege to collaborate with him on this. Discover his remarkable compositions here: https://soundcloud.com/the-mannu  

break free

(horror of the now)
what / has got / into us?
it's got me / it's got you
we've all got each other / by the throat

is there no way / is there no way / out  / of  / this  /abyss
this stupid, senseless / darkness?
______________________________

(rambling mumbles - not far off)
. . . well it seems . . . we've run out of road . . . climbing and falling . . .
and all those things that we'll never know . . . now they're gone . . . through 
. . . done for, done for, done for . . . no more leaves to fall . . . 'n you can't count all the signs saying . . . never again, never again
______________________________

(life on Mars?)
I don't know this sun / I loved / to feel / the wind
Ohoh ohh / lifelines fed into the meme-stream
as the / cold / light / screams
______________________________

(realising)
in my heart the headlines / all things were far / but in my / head / I . .

______________________________

(find the path)
Ooowoowoow oowoowoow ooowoowoow aaaaaawwwwwoooo
break free, break free / forget about / you and me / break free, break free, break free, break free! aaah!!!

break free

Sands of Tensor

Spirit (2025)

☮ ~ Amber Alert ~ before we turn into a fossil ~ ☮

You are invited to submit YOUR own Planet Earth and Humanity dedicated music for the community playlist. All genres/styles, new or existing music. Send me a link to @samprock for inclusion by 2018/11/28. Playlist will be published on Silent Zen @silent-zen.

Our first Planet Earth collection by fabtastic SoundCloud fam artists:
https://soundcloud.com/silent-zen/sets/climate-change

I played this Amber track on my iPhone X. 100% Korg Gadget app, 128 BPM .... thinking of the subject and remembering how cool the vibe we all did with the collection. Cheers! 

Find Sam Prock at: 
~ @samprock ~ @prockjet ~ @art-of-nonsense ~ @silentzen ~

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Released by Sam Prock and Silent Zen, 2018

Musically yours! ~ S.P. ~

Crystal Ripples

☮  Amber (Community Playlist Collab Invite ~ Please Read) ☮

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2017

Farewell

All Piano, Keyboards, Percussion, Drums, Bass and Guitar performed by myself.

I also love recording my own soundscapes and all photos used are taken by myself unless otherwise credited.

No AI used in the making of the music or art. I like to create something from nothing myself, its a joy.

Sands of Tensor

Sounds Of Europa