Instrumentation shines ✨ — BeatOrganic admires choices 🎤

SYZZZO SPYCE brings unapologetic sass and swagger with her debut single "Lights Out!" 
Her playful anthem doesn’t just hit hard-
It knocks you out!
------
LYRICS:
------
Yeah, it’s Syzzzo Spyce, baby…  
Triple Z ‘cause I put ‘em to sleep, 
Then wake ‘em back up.  

Step in the room,
I'm the sequel you missed,  
Algorithm princess 
With a glittery twist.  
Say it twice, make it viral, 
That’s a Billboard trick,  
I’m the remix of a remix — 
Yeah, I still hit.  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I'm a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want depth? 

Nah, 
I’m surface chic,  
Empty calories — 
But you play me on repeat.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

Playlist puppet with a diamond chain,  
Rhyme so simple it’ll rot your brain.  
But you still bounce when the bassline hit,  
If this is trash, why you streaming it?  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I’m a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want truth? 

Nah, 
I'm meme deluxe,  
Plastic crown queen, 
Still collectin’ the bucks.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

This the part 
Where I get deep and real
Nah, psych, 
Gimmie that club appeal.  
Dance break
Slow grind
And a wink to the cam

Syzzzo Spyce, baby
I am what I am

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

Lights out!
Spyce on
Too hot
Stay gone

Lights out!
Spyce on

Stream it twice, baby
Empty, but spicy

-------------------





LIGHTS OUT! | SYZZZO SPYCE | CHILL VERSION

SYZZZO SPYCE brings unapologetic sass and swagger with her debut single "Lights Out!" 
Her playful anthem doesn’t just hit hard-
It knocks you out!
------
LYRICS:
------
Yeah, it’s Syzzzo Spyce, baby…  
Triple Z ‘cause I put ‘em to sleep, 
Then wake ‘em back up.  

Step in the room,
I'm the sequel you missed,  
Algorithm princess with a glittery twist.  
Say it twice, make it viral, 
That’s a Billboard trick,  
I’m the remix of a remix — 
Yeah, I still hit.  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I'm a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want depth? 
Nah, 
I’m surface chick,  
Empty calories — 
But you play me on repeat.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

¡Luces Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

Playlist puppet with a diamond chain,  
Rhyme so simple it’ll rot your brain.  
But you still bounce when the bassline hit,  
If this is trash, why you streaming it?  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I’m a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want truth? 
Nah, 
I'm meme deluxe,  
Plastic crown queen, 
Still collectin’ the bucks.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

¡Luces Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

This the part 
Where I get deep and real
Nah, psych, 
Gimmie that club appeal.  
Add the cowbell, 
Let the rhythm switch,  
Spyce in the kitchen 
Serving global glitch.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

Lights out!
¡Spyce Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

Stream on...

Stream it twice, baby

Lights out!

¡Luces Fuera!

-------------------





Lights Out! | SYZZZO SPYCE

Recorded in the shadows of 1987, the original Le Creep by Hologram Twins is a lost gem of French Dreamwave. Ethereal synths, foggy reverb, and breathy vocals capture the brooding melancholy of the era, channeling the spirit of the Cocteau Twins through a shadowy, cinematic lens. Once nearly forgotten, Le Creep drifts timelessly between darkness and dream, a haunting echo of late-80s ethereal pop. The original O.G. "CREEP"
------
LYRICS:
------
Quand t’étais là avant  
(When you were here before)  
Je pouvais pas te voir  
(I couldn’t see you)  
T’es comme un ange  
(You’re like an angel)  
Ta peau me fait pleurer  
(Your touch makes me weep)  

Tu flottes comme plume  
(You float like a feather)  
Dans ce monde si beau  
(In this beautiful world)  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
(I wish I could be special)  
Toi, t’es si spéciale  
(But you, you’re so special)  

Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
(But me, I’m just a monster)  
Je suis un bizarre  
(A weirdo in the dark)  
Qu’est-ce que je fais là ?  
(What am I even doing here?)  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
(I don’t belong, I fear)  

Peu m’importe si ça fait mal  
(I don’t care if it hurts)  
Je veux tout contrôler  
(I want to control it all)  
Je veux un corps parfait  
(I want a perfect body)  
Je veux une âme parfaite  
(A soul untouched, flawless)  
Je veux que tu voies  
(I want you to see)  
Quand je ne suis pas là  
(Even when I’m away)  

T’es si spéciale  
(You’re so special)  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
(I wish I could be special)  
Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
(But me, I’m just a monster)  
Je suis un bizarre  
(A weirdo in the dark)  
Qu’est-ce que je fais là ?  
(What am I even doing here?)  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
(I don’t belong, I fear)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Elle s’enfuit encore  
(She’s running away again)  
Elle s’enfuit  
(She runs away)

--------------------





LE CREEP | HOLOGRAM TWINS | CREEP ORIGINAL 1987

Marie Maria is an alternative rock duo from Montreal led by two female vocalists who weave French and English into every song. With 'Creep Le Creep' they reimagine Radiohead’s classic with raw emotion, layered harmonies, and an intimate back-and-forth that makes the familiar anthem feel fresh and hauntingly new.
------
LYRICS:
------
Quand t’étais là avant  
When you were here before  
Je pouvais pas te voir  
I couldn’t see you  

T’es comme un ange  
You’re like an angel  
Your touch makes me weep  
Tu flottes comme plume  

You float like a feather  
Dans ce monde si beau  
In this beautiful world  

J’aimerais être spéciale  
I wish I could be special  
Toi, t’es si spéciale  
But you, you’re so special  

Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
But me, I’m just a monster  
Je suis un bizarre  
A weirdo in the dark  

Qu’est-ce que je fais là?  
What am I even doing here?  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
I don’t belong, I fear  

Peu m’importe si ça fait mal  
I don’t care if it hurts  
Je veux tout contrôler  
I want to control it all  

Je veux un corps parfait  
I want a perfect body  
Je veux une âme parfaite  
A soul untouched, flawless  
Je veux que tu voies  
I want you to see  
Quand je ne suis pas là  
Even when I’m away  

T’es si spéciale  
You’re so special  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
I wish I could be special  

Mais moi
Je suis un monstre  
But me
I’m just a monster  
Je suis un bizarre  
A weirdo in the dark  

Qu’est-ce que je fais là?  
What am I even doing here?  
Je n’ai pas ma place  

I don’t belong
I fear  

Oh, oh  
Oh, oh  
Oh, oh  
Oh, oh

Elle s’enfuit encore  
She’s running away 
Again  

Elle s’enfuit  
She runs away.

-----------





CREEP LE CREEP | MARIE MARIA | RADIOHEAD ROCKS MONTREAL

a heartfelt Midwest emo interpretation of blink-182's "I Miss You" by Columbus, Ohio's alternative rock band ELECTRIC BLUE JUMPSUIT 
------
LYRICS:
------
Hello there
The angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background 
Of the morgue

The unsuspecting victim 
Of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally 
If we want

Where you can always find me
And we'll have 
Halloween on Christmas

And in the night 
We'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

I miss you
Miss you
I miss you
Miss you

Where are you 
And I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep
I cannot dream tonight

I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on 
So haunting everytime

And as I stared 
I counted the webs 
From all the spiders
Catching things 
And eating their insides

Like indecision to call you 
And hear your voice of treason
Will you come home 
And stop this pain tonight?
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)

Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head

I miss you
Miss you

Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head

Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me 
You're already the voice inside my head

I miss you
I miss you

I miss you
I miss you

--------

'I Miss You' | Electric Blue Jumpsuit | Blink-182 Reimagined

Seattle's hardest working hard rock band, SPIRIT FLUX, reclaims a 1989 Tears for Fears classic anthem, blending soul and haunting imagery to spotlight the release of the female spirit
------
LYRICS:
------
You better love loving
You better behave

You better love loving
You better behave

Woman in chains
Woman in chains

Calls her man 
The great white hope
Says she’s fine
She’ll always cope
(she’ll always cope)
Ohh, woman in chains
Woman in chains

I feel lying and waiting 
Is a poor man’s deal
(a poor man’s deal)

And I feel weighed down 
By your eyes of steel
(your eyes of steel)

It’s a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains

Oh, 
Woman in chains
(chains)
Woman in chains
(chains)

Trades her soul 
As skin and bones
Sells the only 
Thing she owns
(the only thing)
Woman in chains

Men of stone…
Men of stone…

I feel...
Deep in your heart 
There are wounds time 
Can’t heal

And I feel...
Somebody somewhere 
Is trying to breathe
(let me breathe!)

It’s a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains

It’s under my skin 
But out of my hands
I’ll tear it apart 
But I won’t understand
I will not accept 
The greatness of man

It’s a world gone crazy
Keeps a woman in chains

So free her
(so free her)
So free her
(so free her)

CHAINS.

------







SPIRIT FLUX | WOMAN IN CHAINS

a guy sits at a mostly tuned piano and starts playing ALL MY GHOSTS by Lizzy McAlpine
------
LYRICS:
------
You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me
In the 7-eleven
Under fluorescent lights

We walked in comfy silence
Footsteps down familiar sidewalks
Knowin' that we were
Here in our dreams last night

All my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Ridin' shotgun 
Next to your free Slurpee
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you
I hope that's true

Mmm, hmm

We made sangria and failed
I spilled mac and cheese on my pants
And thought about kissing you
Under kitchen lights

Oh, all my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Oh, they just stand there 
While we're taking shots of brandy
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you

I hope that's true-

I can see it now
The wedding of the year
I can see it now
He stands there 
And wipes his tears
I can see it now
And all my ghosts disappear
I can see it crystal clear

You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me
In the 7-eleven
Under fluorescent lights

All my ghosts 
Were with me
I know you felt them too
Watchin' as I started to get dizzy
'Cause I hate all of my habits
But I happen to love you

I know that's true.

-------------





'ALL MY GHOSTS' | A GUY SITTING AT A MOSTLY TUNED PIANO | LIZZY MCALPINE COVER

"All the Things She Said" by Russian pop duo t.A.T.u. is a globally recognized song with a complex history. Its music video, which depicts the singers as schoolgirls kissing in the rain behind a fence, sparked controversy and was even banned by some television stations in 2002... This is a DIY Dance Remix made somewhere around 2010. The song is still a bop.
------
LYRICS:
------
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said 
(all the things she said)
This is not enough 
(enough, enough, enough)

I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe 
Such a perfect surprise?

I keep asking myself
Wondering how
I keep closing my eyes 
But I can't block you out
Want to fly to a place 
Where it's just you and me
Nobody else, so we can be free
Nobody else, so we can be free

All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
This is not enough 
This is not enough

All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said

And I'm all mixed up
Feeling cornered and rushed
They say it's my fault 
But I want her so much
Want to fly her away 
Where the sun and rain
Come in over my face
Wash away all the shame
When they stop and stare
Don't worry me
'Cause I'm feeling for her 
What she's feeling for me
I can try to pretend
Ican try to forget
But it's driving me mad
Going out of my head

All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said 
(all the things she said)
This is not enough 
This is not enough

All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
She said
All the things she said
All the things she said

Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?

All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said 
(all the things she said)
This is not enough 
This is not enough

All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
All the things she said
She said

----------------

all the things she said | early DIY Dance Remix | t.A.T.u

Life in a remote town with dying jobs... a recently discovered DIY Garage Dreampop interpretation of The Dream Academy's beautiful 1985 tune "LIFE IN A NORTHERN TOWN"
------
LYRICS:
------
A salvation army band played
The children drank lemonade
And the morning lasted all day
All day

And through an open window came
Like Sinatra in a younger day
Pushing this town away
Away

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a Northern Town

They sat on the stony ground
And he took a cigarette out
And everyone else came down
To listen

He said, in Winter 1963
It felt like the world would freeze
With John F Kennedy
And the Beatles

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a northern town

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
All the work shut down

The evening turned to rain
Watched as water rolled down the drain
As we followed him on down
To the station

And though he never would wave goodbye
You see it written in his eyes
And as the train rolls out of sight
Good bye

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a northern town

Take it easy on yourself
All the work shut down
Where ya goin' now?
We'll get up again

Societies hard
Makes it easier to fall
We will get up once again
Life in a northern town

-----------------





DIY GARAGE DREAM POP | 'LIFE IN A NORTHERN TOWN' | 1985 | THE DREAM ACADEMY

Steve is the guy who tries to be optimistic, maybe a bit too much, but always ends up miserable... just checking in to make sure Steve is OK
------
LYRICS:
------
Today is the greatest
Lie I’ve ever told  
I wear it like armor
Painted in gold  
I’ll blind my own eyes  
Before I compromise  

I wanted truth  
But silence always found me  

I wanted proof  
That life could still astound me  

Today is the greatest? 
The greatest day I’ve ever known  
The world tastes bitter
But I’ll spit at it like a stone  
Today is the greatest? 
Say it till it’s gone  
I keep repeating
Maybe hope 
Will come along soon

Faded-out scars 
That whisper when I sleep  
Regrets are a garden
Roots tangled too deep  

My angel wings are 
Tethered in chains  
My body aches
But the mask still remains  

Today is the greatest? 
The greatest day I’ve ever known  
The world tastes bitter
And I spit at it like a stone  

Today is the greatest? 
Say it till it’s numb  
The more I chant it
The more it feels undone  

Is this salvation...
Or just disguise?  
A painted promise  
That never will survive

Today is the greatest? 
The greatest day I’ve ever known  
The world tastes bitter
I spit at it all alone  

Today is the greatest? 
The words fall to the floor  
I said it too often-
And I don’t believe it no more  

Today is the greatest?  
Today is the greatest?  
Today is the greatest 
Day I’ve ever-

known

is it? 
is it? 
is it really? 

is it? 
is it? 
are you sure? 

are you sure...
you can carry on? 

-----------------
hope you're okay, Steve
...to all the Steve's out there
hang in there, buddy 🫂 
-----------------







ARE YOU OKAY, STEVE?

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



ARE YOU OKAY, STEVE?

Sincere Imposter

Recent comments

Keith Slater

Related tracks