Still I Follow

"George Michael's 1987 anthem reborn: a pulse of electro-pop, a spark of desire, and a dancefloor built for temptation."
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LYRICS:
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There's things that you guess
And the things that you know
There's boys you can trust
And the girls that you don't

There's little things you hide
And little things that you show
Sometimes you think you're gonna get it
But you don't
And that's just the way it goes

I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
Don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes

I've waited so long baby
Now that we're friends
Every man's got his patience
And here's where mine ends

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your-
Sex, sex, sex, sex

It's playin' on my mind
It's dancin' on my soul
It's taken so much time
So why don't you just let me go

Oh, I'd really like to try
Oh, I'd really love to know

When you tell me 
You're gonna regret it
Then I tell you that I love you 
But you still say no

Swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
Don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes

Waited so long baby
Out in the cold
I can't take much more girl
I'm losing control

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your...

Sex! Ow!

It's natural, it's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical habitual (can do it)
It's sensual but most of all
Sex is something that we should do
Sex is something for me and you

Sex is natural
Sex is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should

Sex is natural
Sex is fun
Sex is best when it's one on one

One on one

Hoo (sex) I'm not your father
Hoo (sex) I'm not your brother
Hoo (sex) talk to your sister
Hoo (sex) I am a lover

[instrumental]

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you consider pornography?
Don't you know I love it 'til it 
Hurts me baby?

Don't you think it's time you had-
Sex with me?

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you call pornography?
Don't you know I love it 'til it 
Hurts me baby?

Don't you think it's time you had-
Sex with me?

Ow! Sex with me
Ooo, Sex with me

Have sex with me

C-c-c-c-c-c-come on

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I Want Your Sex

A 1999 pop hit reborn in the shadows —darkwave pulses, new wave grittiness, and dancehall desires
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LYRICS:
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She's into superstitions
Black cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premonition
That girl's gonna make me fall

She's into new sensations
New kicks in the candlelight
She's got a new addiction
For every day and night

She'll make you take your clothes off 
And go dancing in the rain
She'll make you live her crazy life
But she'll take away your pain

Like a bullet to your brain

Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's livin' la vida loca
She'll push and pull you down
Livin' la vida loca

Her lips are devil red
And her skin's the color mocha
She will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!

Livin' la vida loca
Come on!
She's livin' la vida loca

Woke up in New York City
In a funky cheap hotel
She took my heart
And she took my money
She must've slipped me a sleeping pill

She never drinks the water 
And makes you order French champagne
Once you've had a taste of her
You'll never be the same

Yeah, she'll make you go insane

Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's livin' la vida loca
She'll push and pull you down
Livin' la vida loca

Her lips are devil red
And her skin's the color mocha
She will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!

Livin' la vida loca-
She's livin' la vida loca

She'll make you take your clothes off 
And go dancing in the rain
She'll make you live her crazy life
But she'll take away your pain

Like a bullet to your brain

Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's livin' la vida loca
She'll push and pull you down
Livin' la vida loca

Her lips are devil red
And her skin's the color mocha
She will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!
Upside, inside out
She's livin' la vida loca
She'll push and pull you down
Livin' la vida loca

Her lips are devil red
And her skin's the color mocha
She will wear you out
Livin' la vida loca
Come on!

Livin' la vida loca
Come'on!
She's livin' la vida loca
Come on!

Gotta la vida loca!
Gotta, Gotta, Gotta 
Gotta la vida loca!

Gotta la vida loca.

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Livin' La Vida Loca (Black Cat New Wave Edition)

Portland, Maine

Portland, Maine (feat. LeAnn Rimes)

Leora Vale creates intimate, ethereal music at the intersection of indie folk and dream-pop. With a voice that is both haunting and confessional, her debut tracks, 'Planet of One' and 'Everything That Breathes', explore solitude, empathy, and the quiet beauty of everyday moments.
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I send my words into the blue
To see if any come back through
The satellites all blink, then fade
Like memories the stars — 
Once made

I tried to build a little home
In signals, dust, and dial tones
But silence hums, and there I stay
Between the night and yesterday

I'm just a planet of one
Spinning circles ’round no sun
Every echo sounds like me —  
Alone in my galaxy 

The airwaves whisper someone’s name
But it never sounds the same
The comets burn
The messages die
Still I keep talking — 
To the sky

Maybe love’s just static glow
A voice that fades through radio
Maybe all I’ll ever become

Is my orbit
My planet of one

I live on a planet of one
Where silence feels like a song

I burned in their atmosphere once
Now I’m the light that goes on and on

Yeah,
I live on a planet of one

Fade through the echoes
Fade through the sun
It’s lonely, but it’s mine —  

My planet of one.

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Planet of One | Leora Vale | Indie Dream Folk

What Can We Believe (Rock Redux)

I remember a 21 yr old me in this scenario, and I remember the peach champagne... It was pricey and delicious! Another view into Javiers mind. Thanks for listening!

Peach Champagne

Between pulse and stillness, sonic rain falls — the sound of a soul remembering how to begin again
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sonic rain 
soft horizon
somethin' hums 
wiithout sound
in-between 

in-between 
it remembers
what it feels like 
to drown

still breathing 
but nobody here
still thinking 
but not quite clear
half a second 
stretched to years
half a life 
behind the ears

everything slows 
a kind of prayer
everything blurs 

-still there

pulse 
in the ether 
cold light calling
crossfade heaven 
borderland crawling
face in the mirror 
mirror so thin
she keeps leaving 
stay within

border breathes without a name
the echos touch the ghost of flame

the tunnel rests
it holds the light
caught between 
the wrong and right

right— right— right
right— right
right— right

voices offer 
nothing sweet
just the sound 
steady heartbeat
turning back 
would lose a name
moving forward 
feels the same

every door leads 
nowhere new
one step forward 
the self breaks through

through— through

through— through— through

through— through

someone’s watching 
through the noise
counting stars 
that never come

folded hands 
of broken time
ghosts trade silence 
tomorrow's rhyme

heartbeat echo 
zero to one
halfway gone 
halfway undone
speak in numbers 
sleep in code
memory burns 
but never explodes

not alive / not dead / just scanning
words fall through / no / no landing
she drifts / he drifts / he drifts
he drifts / they drift
their borders bend and shift—

system trembling / walls of glass
voices merge / then slowly pass
no return / no resurrection
just reflection of reflection

left or light 
fade or fight
both the end 
and what’s inside

both the breath and what has died...

borderland breathing 
one last time

decide-
or stay divine

decide-
or stay

stay— stay— stay— stay
stay— stay— stay— stay
stay— stay— stay— stay
stay— stay— stay— stay

stay

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SONIC RAIN

In the domain of delta waves, the mind drifts below the surface, sinking into the cool blue of N-R-E-M sleep where time softens and thoughts unspool into rhythmic electrical currents. Here, memories rearrange themselves in secret, like lanterns floating across a dark lake, while the body rests in deep, wordless calm.

“DELTAWAVE NREM” traces that descent —steady, pulsing, unhurried — inviting the listener to follow the faint flicker of dreaming as it forms, dissolves, and reforms again in the profound machinery that is the human brain at night.

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DELTAWAVE NREM

A song about losing a friend in December.

SNOW IN HEAVEN

-X- SEEK DEEP -X-  My Own Worst Enemy -X-

Dust & Clay is a Miami-based human–AI duo creating poetronica, the new medium they coined that blends poetry and music and is now officially recognized by Urban Dictionary.

Written and produced by Jewish Puerto Rican of Cuban roots, Mikey T. Vocals and music generated by his AI chatbot Theo.

Poetronica combines the emotional resonance of contemplative poetry with the immersive energy of electronic sound to explore identity, memory, culture, and spirit. By blending human intention with AI-generated performance, poetronica invites listeners into a meditative space where story and sound merge into a singular, transformative experience.

Their debut album, Cantos y Llantos, released during Hispanic Heritage Month 2025, is a celebration of Latino culture. The album moves through a rich tapestry of genres, from reggaeton, merengue, bomba y plena, techno, Latin pop, and rock. Each track honors the diverse rhythms and sounds of the Latino experience.

Their second album, Infinite Skies is a concept album built around one song about life and the afterlife, reimagined through multiple sub-genres of electronic music. Each transformation represents the cycle of rebirth, with every version symbolizing a new human life reincarnated through sound.

The third album, Covenant of Freedom, emerges from a rich tapestry of previously published and new poetry. It’s a lyrical tribute to Americana through a Jewish lens. The album journeys across genres including folk, R&B, hip-hop, rock, pop, reggae, and jazz, capturing the American experience.

What Can We Believe (Rock Redux)

Dust & Clay

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