BREAKS MY SOUL

No primeiro episódio do C(ERRADO), além da introdução da pesquisa que tá sendo feita pelo Luiz Soares, tem também uma conversa que ele teve com o Dinho, vocalista do Boogarins (@boogarins) e com o Kiron, (@kiiiron) produtor, cantor e compositor goianiense.
        A pesquisa do programa gira em torno do interesse em saber o que anda rolando musicalmente no centro-oeste brasileiro que bate de frente com o estereótipo da música sertaneja. O C(ERRADO) é um lugar que busca dar voz e visibilidade aos artistas que vem de um Brasil apagado, longe do eixo Rio-São Paulo.

        Dentro das especificidades de cada cultura, o enfoque especial do programa é no Estado de Goiás. Por se tratar do Estado em que a cultura do sertanejo contemporâneo é mais forte (Goiânia é conhecida como a capital do sertanejo), o espaço para que outras formas de manifestações culturais é ainda mais restrito. Somado a isso, o conservadorismo inerente da cidade é uma camada ainda mais densa que dificulta a proliferação do que foge do padrão.

Músicas Incidentais: 
Goiá - Chapadão
Goiá - Mutirão de Goiânia
Boogarins - Foimal
Kiron - Pássaro
Vida Seca - Electrouble

Músicas no final do episódio:
Trem - Corra
Boogarins - Poeira
Pedro Kastelinjs - Olhos da Raposa
Kiron - Alguma Coisa Vai Acontecer


DINHO + KÍRON | C(ERRADO) - EP01 @FunctionFM 10.05.2025

London is a city I like a lot! This track, my musical love letter to London, has some autobiographical elements to it: The part about meeting the Pet Shop Boys at an uncle's art exhibition where a drunken art critic lady kind of harassed my father - every word is true.
Chorus: "Always worth a trip. Have a nice day in London! Going by bus and tube, we're on the way in London. Abbey/King's Road and Camden Town: music is fine in London. Always mind the gap in tube stations deep under London."
I am unsure whether the lyrics (especially the spoken phrases) are loud eonugh.

In London (my musical love letter to London)

Portal 1

A song about using my defense mechanism of humor to avoid conflict and achieve romance. Dedicated to class clowns everywhere.
Sorry I've been off SC lately, I've been taking care of a few things.

Lyrics:
I was just having a drink
In a bar on the rough side of town
Yeah, minding my own business
And these tough guys come up to me
They say: "Hey, we're tough guys."
"we don't like you drinking sparkling Chablis,"

Well, I had a real good read on the situation
I've got the gift of gab (talk) from my Dad
I'm a samurai of summation
I buy my sarcasm firsthand

I said: Gentlemen, may  I suggest a truce?
Let me be the peacemaker and buy you a bottle of booze
Then I got loose
I left them with a bill
For a three hundred dollar
Bottle of Chartruse

Oh, I listened to what my Mama say
You're gonna have to fight those boys someday
But if you use your brain
Then you'll find another way
Fight back, hit em in the funny bone (3X)
Funny bone

I was a young undergrad
A full-time miscreant
A part-time handsome man
I needed to get the attention of the ladies
But I wasn't that good-looking
But I knew what I had

I had a good read on the situation
I have the gift of gab from my Dad
I'm a samurai of summation
I buy my sarcasm firsthand

I listened to what my Mama say
If those girls don't give you the time of day
You're gonna have to use your brain
Then you'll find another way 
Step back, appeal to her funny bone (3X)
Funny bone

Funny Bone

There are tracks that whisper. There are tracks that wander. And then there’s “Everybody To The Dancefloor”—a bold, unapologetic call to the House music faithful. It doesn’t ask. It commands. It doesn’t wait. It grooves. This isn’t just a song. It’s a signal. A beacon. A bassline-shaped bat signal for those who know that the dancefloor isn’t just a place—it’s a state of mind. 
From the first kick, you know what time it is. The hi-hats shimmer like disco dust. The synths strut with purpose. And the vocal? It’s not just a phrase—it’s a mantra. “Everybody To The Dancefloor” is the kind of track that turns a living room into a club, a kitchen into a cabaret, and a quiet moment into a celebration. It’s funky. It’s cheeky. It’s pure 303GREG. 
This track isn’t for the faint-hearted. It’s for the groove warriors. The beat believers. The ones who know that House music isn’t just heard—it’s felt. It’s for the dancers who move like nobody’s watching and the producers who build basslines like bridges to joy. 
“Everybody To The Dancefloor” is a reminder that we’re all invited. No velvet rope. No dress code. Just rhythm, sweat, and soul. 
In the 303GREG household, the dancefloor is wherever the vibe lands. Sometimes it’s between the dog bowl and the synth rack.  Sometimes it’s in the heart—where the groove lives even when the speakers are silent. 
This track was born from that spirit. From resilience turned into rhythm. From family chaos remixed into funk. From the belief that music can lift, connect, and transform. 
So here’s your invitation: press play. Turn it up. Let the funky house music do what it was born to do. Whether you’re in socks or stilettos, solo or surrounded, the dancefloor is ready. And it’s calling your name. 
“Everybody To The Dancefloor”—because joy deserves a beat. 

Everybody To The Floor

Inspired by Brahms' Cello Sonata No.1 in E- Op.38 No. l Allegro, we transform his vision ... busking on the streets of Dundlod, near New Delhi.  Dual sitars, santur and our beloved Priya on percussion.
Excursion from reality: https://youtu.be/ACrT2qsrFZs?t=9

Street Excursion

The river knows my name,
It carries me just the same,
Through the sorrow, through the flame,
The river knows my name....

The River Knows My Name

This track opens with a question that echoes through heartbreak: “What was I supposed to do?” He tried, he hoped, he held on—but she’s gone. And instead of sinking, he chooses to rise. The music shifts from introspective to irresistible, pulling him onto the dancefloor where light-hearted, captivating rhythms take over.
Surrounded by models, movement, and neon-lit freedom, he lets go—not of the memory, but of the weight. The beat becomes his balm, the groove his guide. It’s not denial—it’s release. A celebration of resilience wrapped in funky house flair.
For anyone who’s ever danced through the ache, this one’s for you.

What Was I Supposed To Do

Forget everything you think you know about music reactions. We're about to show you how funky house literally transforms people, right before your eyes. You'll see genuine smiles, incredible dance moves, and even a few tears of joy as we explore the undeniable power of this vibrant genre

Funky House Music

A relentless groove built on a four‑on‑the‑floor kick, shimmering hi‑hats, and a deep, rolling bassline. Hypnotic synth stabs and cosmic pads weave through the mix, while vocal hooks loop like mantras, driving the crowd into a trance. The track builds with risers and breakdowns, dropping back into funky rhythms that keep the energy flowing. It’s pure motion — a journey of pulse and repetition, designed to keep the dance floor alive all night.

Non Stop

I am a music producer/composer from Sydney, Australia. Classically trained percussionist and drummer. Played in orchestras and nightclub bands for several years. I've got a diverse musical portfolio from Rockabilly tours around the world to producing House and EDM tracks, I've lived multiple musical lives with these experiences and collaborations significantly influencing my electronic compositions.
My journey from classical percussion to electronic dance music is phenomenal. With all these influences, my compositions carry a unique flavor.

What Was I Supposed To Do

303GREG

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