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Hello, hello, hello (hello, hello...) This is Ono from the underworld Calling from the dirt with a disco curl Party’s on in the graveyard lot Bring your soul, or whatever you got
Hello—this is Ono Dead but dressed, in a vintage kimono Digging up the past, spinning the track DJ’s a vampire, no turning back

Having a party, all night long Tombstones tremble, the bass is strong Drink you drink, blink you blink Think you think, then don't you think Punk you punk, funk you funk Dance till you’re dust, in your disco junk

Skeleton crew be shakin' bones Witches texting on haunted phones Mummies moonwalk, ghouls in shades Ghosts line up in neon parades
Ono’s Party — certified weird Even the priests got eyeliner smeared Drink you drink Drunk you drunk Just don’t drive that hearse, you hunk

Bankers rise from marble vaults Zombie suits and credit faults Cryptocurrency, literal now They tap their feet and take a bow
Drink you drink, wink you wink Think you think and break that link If you drunk, don’t drive tonight Grim Reaper's got your license, alright?

A shotgun party A pop gun party Fog machine from the afterlife DJ Ono, spinning strife Smoke that skunk, float that soul Moon is full and outta control

This is Ono, graveyard king With a laser harp and a gold nose ring Drink you drink And funk you funk Drunk you drunk in a haunted trunk

Graveyard party — it’s goin' strong It’ll last 'til the break of dawn Having a party Tonight It’s Ono’s world You're just hauntin’ it, right?
JESUS.


👻 This is Ono. From the other side.

Prince of Egypt

Soulful sexy intimate 
Extended version 
Lyrics song by Sas 

[Verse]
Girl,
I see you walking
And the sun shines
I want,
I want to know your name.
You look so hot [hot]
I’m scared to ask.
(what the heck )
girl[what’s your name]
Those hips [ oh my ]
that sexy dress [red dress]
 [ my, my, my ]

[Prechorus]
I wanna feel you now [ now ]
Is that alright?
Alright with you? [oh, let me know]

[Chorus]
Girl ,
I'm tempted by you
Yes I am
Girl 
 I'm tempted by you
Tempted [ I’m tempted]

[Verse 2]
Oh my ,
those legs [sigh]
Those Long legs, long legs 
Of yours[long, long less]
[mmm]
Your long hair 
You look so good girl
I am amazed ( you were looking my way )
Caught your gaze [mmm]

[Prechorus]
Girl, 
I gotta feel you now
Is that alright, with [you]?
( please tell me if that’s ok )

[Chorus]
Girl,
 I'm tempted by you
Yes I am[tempted, oh my, my, my]
[sigh]
Girl I'm tempted by you
Tempted[ mmm ]
[sigh]
[sigh]

Girl ,
I want you. 
Gotta have you
want you all to myself
I’m tempted by you. 
Lets go back to my place
 [want to make love to you]
[mmm]
[sigh]

Gotta have you.
Girl, you outa know 
The way I’m looking at you.

Girl, [oh girl], [girl], I’m tempted 
[ooh ]
Tempted By You 

(I want your body)

Tempted_By_You ( The Extended  Sas Mix )

The Beat Battle challenge was to make an Amapiano track!

So what’s Amapiano? I t’s a smooth blend of Afro House and jazz, usually sitting around 110–120 BPM.  The vibe is chilled, groovy, and soulful — never loud or aggressive. No big drops or wild builds — just keep that steady, hypnotic groove flowing.

🥁 The Essentials
Log drum: this is the signature sound. Use it alongside (or instead of) your bass — keep it bouncy and deep.
Percussion: layer shakers, claps, and subtle percs that make you want to move. Remember — swing is everything!
Piano: the heart of Amapiano. Go for catchy riffs and jazzy chords — they’ll carry the groove.
Vocals: optional, but they add soul. Lyrics in Zulu, Xhosa, or even chilled English phrases all work great.

Elephant Vibes

Soft Glory is a celebration of calm success and pure Nigerian joy.
A song born from the Lagos night — where confidence moves in rhythm, and every step is grace with groove.

This is not loud glory. It’s the soft kind — the one that smiles instead of shouts.
Built on real Nigerian instruments — talking drum, shekere, congas, highlife guitar, and horns — the beat breathes and swings like a Friday in Surulere.

The vocals move like brothers in harmony — deep baritone and smooth tenor trading words of pride, peace, and victory.
No bragging, no rush — just movement, melody, and happiness that feels earned.

It’s a Lagos party in full elegance:
the rhythm of hustle, the sound of joy, and the beauty of knowing you’ve made it your way.

🎶 Estilo / Style: Nigerian Afropop × Highlife × Club Groove
🌙 Idioma / Language: English & Naija Pidgin (touch of Yoruba flavor)
📍 Origen / Origin: Lagos, Nigeria

#SoftGlory #NaijaMusic #Afropop #Afrobeats #HighlifeGroove #LagosSound #NigerianParty #DanceMusic #AfricanExcellence #ClubVibes #AfroSwing #MadeInNaija


Soft Glory

🎵 I Still Taste You Every Time

[Verse 1]
You left your sin on my silver spoon,
Your ghost still hums in the afternoon.
The vinyl skips where your laugh once stayed,
I pour one more, but it tastes the same.

Ash in the glass, lipstick on the rim,
I still drink slow, like I’m kissing him.
Every breath’s a crime I never confessed,
You fade, but you never left.


---

[Pre-Chorus]
Your name still melts on my tongue,
Sweet venom, soft and wrong.
I pray for clean, I get divine —
I still taste you every time.


---

[Chorus]
Every time I light one up,
You come back in the smoke.
Every time I close my mouth,
Your echo makes it choke.
It’s the salt, it’s the wine,
It’s the ruin left in line —
I still taste you every time.


---

[Verse 2]
Midnight calls with your shadow’s tone,
I answer ghosts like they’re flesh and bone.
Your touch was sugar, your truth was gin,
I’m sober now, but you seeped in.


---

[Pre-Chorus]
Your name still melts on my tongue,
Sweet venom, soft and wrong.
You fade from sight but stay in rhyme —
I still taste you every time.


---

[Chorus]
Every time I light one up,
You come back in the smoke.
Every time I close my mouth,
Your echo makes it choke.
It’s the salt, it’s the wine,
It’s the ruin left in line —
I still taste you every time.


---

[Bridge]
You said love don’t linger — you lied.
I still find you between every sigh.
Even heaven feels secondhand,
When your sin still stains my hand.


---

[Outro]
The night exhales — I breathe you in,
Same perfume, same phantom skin.
Silence don’t mean clean — it’s fine,
I still taste you.
Every. Time.


---

I Still Taste You Every Time

It’s almost over

In a world where love meets illusion, “Crocodile Tears (Hollywood Dreams)” tells the story of a woman who turns heartbreak into theatre — and a man who finally sees through the act.
Dancehall, painting the picture of a woman addicted to the spotlight, performing sorrow for sympathy, chasing attention like it’s applause. Each verse peels back the mask, revealing beauty, emptiness, and the cost of living for the stage.
It’s not just heartbreak.
It’s a curtain call.
Lights fade. Tears dry.
And the truth stands alone under the spotlight.
#Rhoniq #SonicDominion #CrocodileTears #HollywoodDreams #RnBfusion #DancehallSoul #IslandSoul #NewMusic #JamaicanArtist #EmotionalRNB #SoulfulVibes #CaribbeanSoul #SmoothGroove #CinematicSound

Crocodile Tears

the best part of being  11.12.25

Let the children sing

Yeah, the door swings open, first cousin in the hallway,
He talks too loud, telling stories from the old days.
Aunt Dee is in the kitchen, humming with the soufflé,
Uncle Ray tunes his bass just to set the mood the cool way.
Kids run circles like a kick and a snare,
Grandma laughing in the corner with the rocking chair.
Chaos in the room but the beat feels fair,
Like every voice in the mix helps the rhythm stay square.

All in the same groove, even when we move strange,
Different little melodies but nothing needs to change.
Christmas on the downbeat, family in the frame,
Funny how the harmony grows from every name.

Cousin Malik starts rhyming at the table with the cracker pop,
Grandad taps time on the table with a steady knock.
Sister J lays smooth on the keys when the chatter stops,
Her chords feel warm like the lights on the treetop.
Someone burns the pudding but the smell feels right,
Talking over one another but nobody wants to fight.
It is messy like jazz on a late Friday night,
But the funk in the room keeps the whole thing tight.

All in the same groove, even when we move strange,
Different little melodies but nothing needs to change.
Christmas on the downbeat, family in the frame,
Funny how the harmony grows from every name.

Look around the room, every story has a tempo.
Some slow like snowfall, some quick like a stencil.
We clash, we blend, we bend, we settle.
Still we land on one chord when the moment turns gentle.
Call it luck or rhythm or something we grew,
Call it the season or the sound that we move to.
Call it a family that somehow stays true,
Even when the tune is crooked and the colours are new.

All in the same groove, even when we move strange,
Different little melodies but nothing needs to change.
Christmas on the downbeat, family in the frame,
Funny how the harmony grows from every name.

Faded heat in the kitchen, low light in the hall,
Bassline humming like it knows us all.
Voices drift soft as the snow starts to fall,
One wild family but one groove overall.

All in the Same Groove (reprise)

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One hot summer’s day in the early 1980s, a troubled young schoolkid was being supervised alone in the music room for some forgotten misdemeanor. He spent the period playing a drum kit for the first time in his life, and when he was ready to go, the student teacher who had been supervising signed off his report card with the fateful words: “excellent drummer!”

Throughout the ’90s and ’00s, I played drums in “happy-clappy” churches up and down the country, as well as in college, where I toured with a band named Kurios. I’ve always had music in me. I never properly learned to play a “real” instrument — but why would an undiagnosed autistic kid with ADD want to pluck strings or blow through reeds when he can just hit things?!

These days, as I’m getting older (55) and increasingly disabled (I can no longer manage a full drum kit), I’ve finally found ways to get the music out of my head and into yours through the wonders of technology. I record everything in my home studio using a humble Arturia Minilab 3, a PC running Reaper, and a whole range of tools and plugins.

Now, on the use of AI, let me be absolutely clear:

I do not support the swamping of streaming platforms with “AI slop.” However, as an IT professional with fairly extensive knowledge and experience of AI, I also do not support the indiscriminate dismissal and castigation of any and all use of AI in music production — or any of the arts, for that matter. And as a drummer, I suppose I got over it years ago, back when we were being replaced in studios by computers from the late ’80s onward..!

For me, AI is just another tool in the artist’s toolbox — one that helps me massively shorten and simplify my workflows, and one that’s helped to elevate my craft to something much closer to professionally produced work. I don’t sing (very well), but with AI tools such as Ace Studio, Audime, or Suno Studio, I can turn my own voice — or even simple musical notation — into just about any vocal I can imagine.

I don’t play guitar (at all — I’ve got tiny sausage fingers), but with AI I can turn any melody hammered out on my MIDI controller into a lead guitar, bass riff, or just about any other instrument. I’m a musician, but I’m also an engineer, and I hope those skills — along with my hard work and passion — come through in my music and set it apart from the AI slop which is becoming so prevalent . 🙏🙏🙏 (And yes, I did have ChatGPT proof read this Bio, which is why it's full of em-dash symbols 😅)

As for the lyrics in my songs — the stories they tell — those are all me. They come from my life experiences, and from the obsessive scribbling of the angsty autistic teenager who still lives in my head and believes his poetry is so deeply profound. 😅

All in the Same Groove (reprise)

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