Out West

Speak for yourself

You Are My Light

Seth, the Soul of Unity”

A luminous blend of G-Funk and neo-soul, this track unfolds like a sacred groove, smooth, reflective, and cosmic in tone. It tells the story of Seth, not just as a son, but as the soul born from balance, the union of Adam and Eve, mind and spirit, masculine and feminine. Seth is the embodiment of reconciliation, walking as one where division once ruled. The beat glides with a holy softness, layered with dreamy synths and deep, bouncing bass, carrying lyrics that move like scripture over rhythm. This isn’t just a song, it’s a slow revelation, where the temple breathes again through a being who holds heaven on both sides. Seth is the sound of wholeness.

Seth, the Soul of Unity

Void Deck Confessions is a Singaporean R&B / electro-soul track — humid, honest, and full of heart.
A man speaks quietly under HDB lights after the rain, sharing the kind of truths you only say when nobody’s watching.

Built on slow, heavy groove and warm synths, the song mixes English and Singlish — raw emotion wrapped in the sounds of the city.
You can almost feel the rain on the tiles, hear the MRT hum in the distance, and smell the kopi cooling beside him.

It’s not drama, not heartbreak for show — just one of those real, late-night talks we’ve all had before.
A love story from the void deck — simple, true, and forever Singaporean.

🎶 Style: R&B / Electro-Soul / Urban Singapore Sound
🗣️ Language: English + Singlish
📍 Origin: Singapore, 2025
💡 Mood: Reflective, masculine, late-night honesty

#SingaporeRNB #VoidDeckConfessions #SinglishSoul #UrbanHeartland #HDBNights #SingaporeMusic #AsianRNB #ElectroSoul #RNBAsia

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Void Deck Confessions（楼下的告白） 是一首来自新加坡的 R&B / 电音灵魂曲，潮湿、诚实、充满人情味。
一个男人在雨后的组屋走廊下，面对着灯光，倾诉那些他从未说出口的真心话。

节奏缓慢而深沉，温暖的合成器与城市的呼吸融合在一起。
你能感受到雨的味道、远处地铁的声音，还有那杯没喝完的咖啡香。
这是一首属于夜晚的歌，也是属于每个沉默的新加坡人的心声。

🎶 风格： R&B / 电音灵魂 / 都市声音
🗣️ 语言： 英语 + 新加坡式英语 (Singlish) + 中文
📍 来源： 新加坡，2025
💡 氛围： 怀旧、真诚、带着男人的温柔与倔强

#新加坡音乐 #RNB亚洲 #VoidDeckConfessions #都市灵魂 #夜晚的心声 #亚洲RNB #电音灵魂

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Void Deck Confessions ialah lagu R&B / jiwa elektro dari Singapura — lembap, jujur, dan penuh rasa.
Seorang lelaki berdiri di bawah lampu HDB selepas hujan, meluahkan kata-kata yang lama terpendam dalam hati.

Rentak perlahan dengan bass yang dalam dan bunyi synth yang hangat mencipta suasana malam di bandar.
Kau boleh rasa angin lembap, dengar bunyi MRT di kejauhan, dan bau kopi dari kedai bawah blok.
Inilah suara sebenar Singapura — tenang tapi berapi, sunyi tapi hidup.

🎶 Gaya: R&B / Electro-Soul / Suara Bandar Singapura
🗣️ Bahasa: Bahasa Inggeris + Singlish + Bahasa Melayu
📍 Asal: Singapura, 2025
💡 Suasana: Jujur, lelaki sejati, emosi lewat malam

#SingapuraRNB #VoidDeckConfessions #SuaraSingapura #RohJiwa #HDBNights #AsianRNB #ElectroSoul #MuzikSingapura


Void Deck Confessions

Most people consider life a battle,
But it is not a battle,
It is a game.
 It is a game,
however, which cannot be played successfully
Without the knowledge of spiritual law

Game, Law; Game, Law
Game, Law; Game, Law

The old and the New Testaments
Give the rules of the game
With wonderful clrearness

What you gives, you will receive

Jesus Christ taught that
It was a great game of
Giving and Receiving

Whatsoever a man soweth
That shall he also reap

Soweth... reap...
Soweth... reap...

This means that whatever man
Sends out in word or
Deed, will return to him

What he gives, he will receive

If he gives hate
He will receive hate
If he gives love
He will receive love
If he gives criticism
He will receive criticism
If he lies
He will be lied to
If he cheats
He will be cheated

Give and receive
Sow and reap
Circle complete
Circle complete

We are thought also
That the imaging faculty plays
A leading part in the
Game of life.

This means that what man images
Sooner or later externalises
in his affairs

To play successfully
the game of life
We must train the imaging faculty

A person with an imaging faculty
Trained to image only good
Brings into his life
Every righteous desire of his heart

Health, wealth, love, friends
Perfect self expression
His highest ideals.

Game, Law
Sow and reap
Give and receive
Image the good
And it shall be
Game of Life
Sets spirit free

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The Game

90s Style R&B song, written and created by TIMTIMINI

NAUGHTY 90'S R&B

I WANNA KNOW

The Velvet Frequency is a cosmic dive into Vince Saint’s world — a blend of dreamy hip-hop, psychedelic textures, and warm, atmospheric rhythms. Wrapped in velvet-deep color and galaxy-bright energy, the project moves between slow-bounce drums, hypnotic flows, and emotional, late-night tones.

Every track feels like drifting through space with your eyes closed — hazy, soulful, and experimental, but grounded in raw feeling. This is Vince Saint exploring new frequencies, bending sound into something cinematic, warm, and otherworldly.

A soundtrack for stargazers, night drivers, and anyone tuned into the universe.

Hold My Old Self Down

Under My Pulse

VELVET

Verse 1 – Dive Bar Universe
Life runs like a dive on the edge of town,
Sticky-tile nights with the lights half down.
Universe leans on the warped old wood,
Grin says trouble, eyes say good.

“Pick your poison, kid, call your shot,”
Menu reads Safe and the Same Old Plot.
I’m done sipping calm from a cracked old cup,
So I nod at the sky and say, “Spike it up.”

Pre-Chorus 1
Past-self groans in the dusty glass,
Future-self claps like, “Let’s outgrow our past.”

Chorus
Pour me the drink that hurts and heals,
Burns my tongue, then shows what’s real.
I raise this life like a shaking lamp,
Rolling uphill while you shout, “Champ,
Try not to die while you change your stance—
Just keep choosing the wilder chance.”


Verse 2 – Bike on the Hill
Street tilts cruel and the air runs thin,
Every small doubt crawls over my skin.
Traffic roars loud, whispers, “Turn around,”
But my stubborn heart loves the uphill ground.

Some folks chase smooth, padded days,
Guardrail comfort and familiar ways.
I chase sparks on a crooked climb,
Scraped-up knees but a living mind.

Pre-Chorus 2
Stopping too long on this tilted road
Feels like sliding under the load.

Chorus
Pour me the drink that hurts and heals,
Burns my tongue, then shows what’s real.
I raise this life like a shaking lamp,
Rolling uphill while you shout, “Champ,
Try not to die while you change your stance—
Just keep choosing the wilder chance.”

Verse 3 – Blessings on a Ball of Dirt
Friends hold vigil on this spinning stone,
Root for each underdog, including their own.
Tiny kind acts plant quiet seed,
Growing through concrete, answering need.

Forces I never quite name or see
Tilt small breaks toward you and me.
Every favor I tossed in the dark one day
Rides back home in a bright replay.

Pre-Chorus 3
Even when clouds crowd every view,
Somewhere above, a clear shine breaks through.

Chorus
Pour us a drink that hurts and heals,
Burns our tongues, then shows what’s real.
We raise this world like a shaking lamp,
Walking together while you shout, “Champ,
Try not to die while you change your stance—
Just keep choosing the wilder chance.”

Bridge – Everybody’s Kink
Every soul walks with a funny crack,
Soft strange fault that holds them back.
Hyper-strong hearts hide tender nights,
Jokers write poems about hard rain lights.

Maybe some watcher who loves our kind
Balanced our courage with these faults assigned.
Said, “For every sharp edge I carve in you,
I’ll leave one weakness to keep you true.”

Final Chorus – Blessing in a Dive Bar
So Universe, lean close, fill my glass,
Mix my failures with a little class.
Line it with dust from my comfort zone,
Salt it with chances I call my own.

Pour me the drink that hurts and heals,
Burns my tongue, then shows what’s real.
I’ll ride this hill with a crooked lamp,
Laughing at danger while you shout, “Champ,
Try not to die while you change your stance—
Just keep choosing the wilder chance.”

Outro
When the jukebox fades and the street turns dim,
I walk out lighter on a reckless whim.
One more round of this crooked camp—
Universe winks, “Go on then, champ.”

Under My Pulse

Matthew David