The Chez Touch (Unreleased Wips Vol.1)

Some of my current favs I hope that you enjoy :)

Art by the Wonderful @Villiv_tattoo

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current works mini mix Vol.1

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'Out For The Count' is available everywhere Friday DEC 5th via WAKAAN

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Out For The Count

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Shanghai Doom, Wreckno, Tsimba - Out For The Count

Verse 1
You flip a grin across my face,
tide rolls up with sudden grace.
Honored just to learn your tone,
silver hours set in stone.

Pre-Chorus
Pages turn while parting stares,
still I count the golden shares.

Chorus
You amaze me—bright as day;
pull me close, choose to stay.
If wishes offered only one,
I speak your name and call it done.

Verse 2
Distance sketches careful art,
space expands from heart to heart.
Yet your orbit circles near,
soft as blossom, vivid, clear.

Pre-Chorus 2
Time may tilt, tides may shift,
still your wonder gives me lift.

Chorus
You amaze me—bright as day;
pull me close, choose to stay.
If wishes offered only one,
I speak your name and call it done.

You Amaze Me

Verse 1:

Groove’s alive, roots run deep, in the heart of the sound we keep,
Guitar’s syncopated, feel it in the beat, a rhythm that won’t ever sleep.
Bass is warm, it moves the soul, echoes in the air, it takes control,
Dub’s vibration fills the space, we’re floating in this timeless place.

Chorus:

Floating higher, feel the tide, waves of sound that we ride,
Glitchy kicks and stuttered bass, we move together, feel the space.
Saxophone sings, hearts entwined, notes that echo, undefined,
In the groove, we lose all time, every moment feels divine.

Verse 2:

Cajón strikes and cowbells ring, Afro-Peruvian rhythm swings,
Wah guitar slaps, and keys take flight, future bass swells through the night.
Filtered breakdown, groove it tight, Neo-soul’s voice, takes it higher, light,
Funky brass shines, let it flow, through the synths, we let it glow.

Bridge:

From the east, the horns arrive, EthioJazz brings us alive,
Modal keys, smooth and warm, lead us through the sonic storm.
Chillwave pads weave through the air, every layer’s got a story to share,
We’re drifting in this fusion sound, where genres blur and dreams are found.

Chorus:

Floating higher, feel the tide, waves of sound that we ride,
Glitchy kicks and stuttered bass, we move together, feel the space.
Saxophone sings, hearts entwined, notes that echo, undefined,
In the groove, we lose all time, every moment feels divine.

Outro:

Echoes fade, the night stays bright, our journey’s done but feels just right,
In the mix of sound and soul, we find our place, we’re finally whole.

Floating Higher

[Verse 1]
The sun dips low, it winks and sighs,
Shadows stretch long as the city replies.
Two strangers meet where the echoes collide,
A secret shared, where mischief resides.

[Prechorus]
Their steps align, like keys in a chord,
The air hums thick, a silent accord.

[Chorus]
Light bends 'round their bodies, like it's been here before,
Recognition glows, an open door.
They move through the rhythm, playful, divine,
A golden hour glow, on borrowed time.

[Verse 2]
Laughter ripples like a glitch in the sound,
Every turn, a hieroglyph unwound.
The streets hold their breath, a moment unbound,
Each motion electric, each heartbeat profound.

[Bridge]
They paint the sky with the sweep of a hand,
Secrets whispered in a language unplanned.
The future leans in, its pulse in their stride,
Two stars colliding, no need to hide.

[Chorus]
Light bends 'round their bodies, like it's been here before,
Recognition glows, an open door.
They move through the rhythm, playful, divine,
A golden hour glow, on borrowed time.

borrowed time


[Verse 1]
Dust writes halos on our shoulders,
Night tastes warm — half salt, half sugar.
Two shadows trade vows without words,
The ember portico hums with wonder.

[Verse 2]
Your quiet draws terraces in dark,
Steps appear where no stairs live.
Lanterns rise from the river’s skin,
Carrying tomorrows we never give.

[Bridge]
Corridors of suns unfold in blue,
Windows tilt and time slips through.
I wear a joy shaped like a riddle,
You answer stars between your truth.

[Chorus]
Dawn to dusk questions, fall on me slow,
Golden tides beneath our glow.
Every silence sings what we know —
Love’s the riddle, love’s the echo.

[Verse 3]
Thunder bows around our flame,
Gentle forgiveness in our name.
We trade the weight of unsung stories,
Amber rain forgives our glories.

[Final Chorus]
Dawn to dusk questions, fade into still,
Light peels fruit for dawn to fill.
Two meteors choose mercy’s will 
No crash tonight, only still.


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Sub-bass awakens shadow in bone, illuminates buried memory and secret rhythm. 

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