🎶 "Galactic Groove" is a captivating deep house track that takes you on a dreamy journey under the stars. Feel the pulsating beat and let the melody guide you as you chase your dreams and embrace the night. This song is all about finding light in the darkness and moving forward with unwavering determination. 🌌✨

Galactic Groove

Nutshell (Jazz Version)

A track written for a friend of mine (Tyrell) who lost his 16 year old brother, Renell, when he was brutally stabbed by a maniac at a bus stop, and my wife who has lost three of her brothers. I wish I could do more than write a song but I hope it gets over the feelings they give me and how I share in their losses. 

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When I Lost You

Protect Me

Subong Siya ang Akon Kalautan (Now She’s My Foreve

“Golden Moment” is a soft reflection on love and time —
a quiet confession where the warmth of memory meets the calm of the present.
Each word floats like sunlight through still air,
and the voice carries the feeling of closeness, peace, and rediscovery.
A lo-fi and smooth jazz fusion that drifts between dream and reality,
where being with someone becomes timeless.

Lo-Fi Chill-Pop Smooth Jazz - Golden Moment

I Can't Won't Stop Loving You IV

3. “Mirror in the Graveyard”

Karma begins to whisper. The dead are restless. Trump and his ilk face their own shadows—but instead of reflection, they find decay. In a graveyard of forgotten justice, the mirror doesn’t lie. This track is soul-deep and haunting, a poetic meditation on guilt, denial, and the spirits that won’t stay silent. The past is watching, and it wants payment.

Mirror in the Graveyard


We’re gonna light the stars
And kiss the day goodnight
Hang a slice of moon
Way up in the sky
Won’t you snuggle up
And we can watch the show
Don’t go
Baby, please don't go
Oh, no
Baby, please don’t go

The city lies below
Like stardust at our feet
Honeysuckle whispers
Secrets in the dark
The morning will be here
Before we know
Don’t go
Baby, please don't go
Oh, no
Baby, please don’t go

Look at how the two of us together
Can almost make a moment last forever

Come on and close your eyes
And linger for a while
Let’s pretend tomorrow
Is never gonna come
And brother Barry’s singin
Sweet and low
Don’t go
Baby, please don't go
Oh, no
Baby, please don’t go

We’re gonna light the stars
And kiss the day goodnight
Hang a slice of moon
Way up in the sky
Won’t you snuggle up
And we can watch the show
Don’t go
Baby, please don't go
Oh, no
Baby, please don’t go

Don't Go

Linkin Park - Somewhere I Belong (Motown Soul)

Snow’s fallin' down on the avenue
Cabbies cussin’ out a man in blue
A storefront manger got graffiti tags
But baby Jesus still waves that white flag

There’s a priest blessin’ a blackjack hand
Candy canes meltin’ in the heat lamp stand
Ma’s roastin’ chestnuts next to a Glock
And Santa’s slippin’ out the pawn shop with a Rolex knock

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the angels got gold chains and a little bitty pity
You hear carols over sirens and a deal goin’ down
But it’s peace on Earth in this crooked ol’ town

Niko’s in a Santa suit, drinkin' straight slivovitz
Roman's yellin’ “Cousin!” in a cab full’a gifts
Little Jacob lightin’ up, spreadin' that cheer
Got a trunk full’a mistletoe and “fireworks,” dear
Brucie flexin’ by the snow-dusted whips
Screamin’ “Alpha male Christmas!” while doin’ backflips
Packie’s got whiskey in a Rudolph flask
While the crew pulls a heist wearin’ holiday masks

Yeah, the corner boys sing, but they don’t sing sweet
Unless you count “Jingle Bells” over a trap beat
Midnight Mass got a velvet rope
And the wise men brought cash, cologne, and dope

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the naughty list’s longer, but the tree’s still pretty
From Dukes to Algonquin, we light up the night
With cannoli and crime and them Christmas lights

Snow turns red where the deals went sour
But hey—it’s still the most wonderful freakin’ hour
Mama said, “Pray for peace,” so I lit a cigar
Tossed a prayer in the air from a getaway car

There’s a priest blessin’ a blackjack hand
Candy canes meltin’ in the heat lamp stand
Ma’s roastin’ chestnuts next to a Glock
And Santa’s slippin’ out the pawn shop with a Rolex knock

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the angels got gold chains and a little bitty pity
You hear carols over sirens and a deal goin’ down
But it’s peace on Earth in this crooked ol’ town

"I came here for a new life…
And somehow, I got Christmas in a war zone
But in this city?
Even the cold feels warm…
If ya got a full clip and family to eat with."

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
With the skyline lit and the mood kinda gritty
We got hope in our pockets and scars on our soul
But the snow keeps fallin’ and the drinks still flow
So here’s to the lost, the saints, and the shitty
Merry freakin’ Christmas, from Liberty City

Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City

Galactic Groove

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