CremoZouk - Zouk Army Orlando

Beginner Friendly Brazilian Zouk from NYC SBKZ

Last weekend was my first time at Miami Zouk Festival—and wow, it instantly became one of my favorite congresses this year! 🔥 Between the amazing dancing, beach vibes, sunshine, pool parties, and that classic Miami heat, the whole weekend was a dream. Huge thanks to Paulo and Luiza for organizing such a smooth, unforgettable event!

I had the chance to play two sets in the Chill Room, where I aimed to create a meditative, spiritual vibe using vocal stems from songs everyone knows—groovy, bassy, and dancefloor-ready. The energy was incredible and the room was packed! 🙌

After some debate (Friday vs. Sunday?), I decided to share my Sunday night set—thanks to my friend Zeke for the nudge. That night was extra special: I played right after Tom Souza, who surprised me by dropping some of my remixes (thank you!!), and then Franco followed up with fire. Together, we really kept the Chill Room glowing all night.

Hope you enjoy this set as much as I loved creating it! 🌊🎶✨

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Miami Zouk Festival - Show Me Your Soul (Chill Room) - 2025.04.28 Miami

Essa proposta de set visa compor uma variedade máxima de estilos de músicas para dançar zouk brasileiro e com energia e BPM variados.

Ju Sanper by Feel the Dance Floor - Embrazouk 2025

Renatus - Auler's touch

Depois do Universo (Remix DJ Godoy)

OneZouk - Agosto 2025

Essa edição tem meu coração todinho!

Evento em que organizamos em Goiânia, e teve a presença ilustre de Paloma Alves, DJ Raffro e DJ Zen Eyer!

Espero que gostem, pois eu amei esse momento!

All Zouk Essence - DJ Luan - Noite das Estrelas ✨

“We Ain’t Shit (Part B)” is where the smoke settles — and the truth hits. Lyra Noel slows it down, exposing the guilt, the silence, and the scars left after the games. It’s darker, smoother, and more honest — where confidence meets confession.

This part of the story shows the aftermath: the late-night texts, the what-ifs, and the realization that sometimes, both hearts were wrong. Trap R&B meets soulful storytelling as Lyra flips pain into power and turns vulnerability into art.

Done with you

There’s a line running down the corner,
A quiet little rip I swear wasn’t there before.
Now it’s spreading like a whispered secret,
Climbing through the patterns I once trusted on these walls.
It’s subtle, but it’s showing what I’ve been hiding—
All the places I cracked before I knew I was weak.
The whole room feels like it’s holding its breath,
Waiting for the moment everything finally speaks.

The house keeps talking to me softly,
Saying things I don’t say out loud.
And all this weight I’ve been carrying
Is pushing through the paint now—
Pushing through the crowd.

There are cracks in the wallpaper,
Running over feelings I tried to keep safe.
Breaking through the flowers and the fading memories,
Showing me the pieces I tried so hard to erase.
I keep pressing down the edges,
But baby, they grow more every night.
Cracks in the wallpaper—
And it’s getting harder pretending everything’s alright.

It started as a whisper in the quiet of this room,
Just a hint that something underneath was moving wrong.
Now every inch of wall shifts with my heartbeat,
Like it’s tired of being the place I act strong.
I trace the lines with shaking fingers, hoping they stay shallow,
But they deepen every time I breathe like they belong.
Feels like every hurt I never dealt with
Has been living in these walls all along.

The house remembers every moment
I tried to hide under another coat of lies.
But paint can only hold so much
Before the truth breaks from the inside.

There are cracks in the wallpaper,
Running over feelings I tried to keep safe.
Breaking through the flowers and the fading memories,
Showing me the pieces I tried so hard to erase.
I keep pressing down the edges,
But baby, they grow more every night.
Cracks in the wallpaper—
And it’s getting harder pretending everything’s alright.

Maybe it’s the pressure I never let out,
Maybe time’s peeling back the truth I covered up.
Maybe walls can’t handle this much silence,
Maybe I’m the one finally close to erupt.
Either way these lines keep spreading wider,
And the whole house braces for the break.
It’s telling me the truth I never wanted—
There’s only so much a heart can take.

There are cracks in the wallpaper,
Running over feelings I tried to keep safe.
Breaking through the flowers and the fading memories,
Showing me the pieces I tried so hard to erase.
I keep pressing down the edges,
But baby, they grow more every night.
Cracks in the wallpaper—
And I’m running out of places left to hide.

One day these cracks will open wide
And everything I buried will come spilling out.
Till then I watch the lines stretch farther,
In a house falling apart from the inside out.

Cracks in the Wallpaper

2018

Electric (SAILO Cover)

DC area Based Dj spinning tunes for Kizomba, Konpa, Brazilian Zouk, Salsa, Casino, bachata, and twerkers.

Beginner Friendly Brazilian Zouk from NYC SBKZ

DJ Afrodeshiak