A fresh new vibe is here—designed to resonate with musos, captivate DJs, and set the stage for unforgettable moments. This latest sound is a seamless blend of ambient beauty and high-energy grooves, perfectly crafted to appeal to both deep listeners and those chasing an instantaneous party rush.
Rich, immersive tones give it a lush feel, drawing musicians into a sonic landscape where creativity thrives. At the same time, the driving rhythm and infectious hooks make it a must-have for DJs looking to ignite the dancefloor at a moment’s notice. Whether it’s setting the mood in a lounge or elevating the atmosphere in a club, this track has the versatility to adapt and excite.
Fully accessible across all social media platforms, it’s ready to make waves in the digital world. Whether you’re discovering it through curated playlists, viral clips, or exclusive DJ sets, there’s no escaping the magnetic pull of its vibe. Musos will find inspiration, DJs will find their next floor-filler, and listeners everywhere will find pure, unfiltered joy.
Turn up the volume, let the music take control, and dive into this new sound—it’s ready for the world to experience.


Anyway You Want It

Ambient UK House is a genre for those who seek pure sonic bliss—a gentle, uplifting wave that carries the listener to new horizons. It’s the sound of weightlessness, of floating through lush soundscapes, where delicate beats and airy synths create an atmosphere of serenity and exploration. 
Every track is a journey, unfolding like a sunrise over an undiscovered world, inviting you to lose yourself in the moment while moving forward with an effortless groove.
For the true connoisseur, it’s not just music—it’s an experience. A perfect fusion of movement and meditation, where sound becomes the compass, and the destination is wherever the imagination dares to wander.

Can't Get You Out Of My Mind

“Higher” feels like drifting beyond the stratosphere—into a dimension where time dilates and sound becomes your only tether to reality. It's a sonic journey carved out of star-streaked synths and weightless rhythms, shaped by a fascination with space-age technology and the unknowable vastness beyond our skies.
The track doesn’t just play—it pulses and breathes, rising and falling like the arc of a celestial body caught in orbital dance. Ambient layers float in and out, conjuring the cold serenity of the cosmos, while distant echoes hum like transmissions from satellites long since forgotten. It’s not just music—it’s an atmosphere, a gravitational field of emotion and imagination. A meditation on infinity. Perfect for when you want to drift… just a little bit higher.


Higher

Imagine stepping onto a neon-lit dance floor where the bassline is a heartbeat and the glitterball spins like a distant galaxy. This is where love begins—with a synth groove, a Nu Disco pulse, and the universal ache to connect.
“Looking for Love” isn’t just a track—it’s a mission, a signal broadcast from the depths of the dance floor to the farthest reaches of the human spirit. It’s for anyone who’s ever scanned the room, eyes full of hope and rhythm in their veins. Like cosmic voyagers searching the stars for meaning, we turn to music and movement to find each other.
It doesn’t matter who you are—age, gender, race disappear under the glow of shared beats. Everyone’s invited. Everyone’s searching. And on this floor, love might just dance back. 

Looking For Love In A Disco

🌙✨ From Dream to Melody: A Winter Reverie ✨🌙
Some songs come from struggle, some from joy—and some float in like gifts from the universe itself. My latest track arrived in a dream, as if my sleeping mind were composing while the world outside rested in silence. I woke with the music still lingering on my lips, every note and lyric intact, as if it had been waiting for the right moment to be heard.
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Silent Screams

When you forgive, you are liberated. Not like a monk floating above the chaos,
but like an alien finally stepping out of the mothership—weightless, weird, and wonderfully free.
Forgiveness is strange. It doesn’t always feel noble. Sometimes it feels like surrender.
Other times, like betrayal of your own pain.
But then—quietly, without fanfare—it lifts you. Not because the past is erased,
but because you’ve stopped dragging it behind you like a broken satellite.
Imagine this:
You’ve been orbiting a grudge for years. It’s familiar, even comforting.
But it’s also draining your fuel, distorting your signal. Then one day, you let it go.
Suddenly, you’re not circling anymore. You’re soaring. Forgiveness doesn’t mean forgetting.
It means choosing not to be defined by the wound.
It’s the alien act of saying:
“I see what happened. I feel what it did. But I won’t let it pilot my ship anymore.”
And here’s the twist—When you forgive, you don’t just liberate yourself.
You create space. For creativity. For connection. For the kind of joy that doesn’t need justification. 
So if you’re holding onto something heavy, ask yourself:
Is it keeping you grounded, or keeping you stuck?
Because liberation isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s just a quiet decision to float free, like an alien in zero gravity, finally unburdened by Earthly grudges.


Forgiveness

I Don’t Care About What You Think: A Funky Declaration of Freedom
There’s a moment in every artist’s journey when the noise gets too loud.
Opinions, algorithms, unsolicited advice—everyone’s got something to say.
But then comes the beat. And with it, a voice that cuts through the static:
“I don’t care about what you think.”
This track isn’t just a groove—it’s a manifesto. A funky House anthem that struts unapologetically through the smoke and mirrors of convention. It’s the sound of chains snapping, of expectations dissolving into basslines. It’s liberation with a kick drum.
From the first drop, the rhythm grabs you by the collar and pulls you into a dancefloor sermon. Synths shimmer like neon rebellion. Percussion punches with purpose. And beneath it all, a message pulses loud and clear: freedom isn’t granted—it’s claimed.
This isn’t defiance for defiance’s sake. It’s clarity.
It’s the artist stepping into their truth, shedding the weight of judgment and stepping into the light of self-defined rhythm.
It’s the parent, the performer, the poet saying:
“I’ve lived enough to know what matters. And it’s not your opinion.”
In a world obsessed with validation, this track is a breath of fresh, funky air. It doesn’t ask for permission.
It doesn’t wait for applause.
It simply moves—bold, brilliant, and free.
So next time you feel boxed in, press play.
Let the groove remind you:
You don’t owe anyone your conformity.
You owe yourself your truth.

I Don't  Care  ( About What You Think)

There are tracks that whisper. There are tracks that wander. And then there’s “Everybody To The Dancefloor”—a bold, unapologetic call to the House music faithful. It doesn’t ask. It commands. It doesn’t wait. It grooves. This isn’t just a song. It’s a signal. A beacon. A bassline-shaped bat signal for those who know that the dancefloor isn’t just a place—it’s a state of mind. 
From the first kick, you know what time it is. The hi-hats shimmer like disco dust. The synths strut with purpose. And the vocal? It’s not just a phrase—it’s a mantra. “Everybody To The Dancefloor” is the kind of track that turns a living room into a club, a kitchen into a cabaret, and a quiet moment into a celebration. It’s funky. It’s cheeky. It’s pure 303GREG. 
This track isn’t for the faint-hearted. It’s for the groove warriors. The beat believers. The ones who know that House music isn’t just heard—it’s felt. It’s for the dancers who move like nobody’s watching and the producers who build basslines like bridges to joy. 
“Everybody To The Dancefloor” is a reminder that we’re all invited. No velvet rope. No dress code. Just rhythm, sweat, and soul. 
In the 303GREG household, the dancefloor is wherever the vibe lands. Sometimes it’s between the dog bowl and the synth rack.  Sometimes it’s in the heart—where the groove lives even when the speakers are silent. 
This track was born from that spirit. From resilience turned into rhythm. From family chaos remixed into funk. From the belief that music can lift, connect, and transform. 
So here’s your invitation: press play. Turn it up. Let the funky house music do what it was born to do. Whether you’re in socks or stilettos, solo or surrounded, the dancefloor is ready. And it’s calling your name. 
“Everybody To The Dancefloor”—because joy deserves a beat. 

Everybody To The Floor

There’s a moment on the dance floor when the music takes over. The bass pulses through your chest, your limbs move without thought, and for a few glorious minutes, you’re free—sweat, rhythm, and release. But sometimes, that freedom is interrupted. A glance that lingers too long. A touch that wasn’t invited. A vibe that shifts from celebration to caution.
Work My Body was born from that tension.
It’s a track that grooves hard—Ambient House with a hypnotic drive, perfect for workouts, gaming, or losing yourself in movement. But beneath the surface, it carries a message: just because I’m moving doesn’t mean I’m inviting. It’s a sonic boundary, a beat-driven reminder that autonomy doesn’t vanish when the lights go low and the music gets loud.
On the dance floor, we express joy, sensuality, power. But we also deserve safety. Work My Body is a reclamation of that space. It’s not angry—it’s assertive. It doesn’t push back—it stands firm. It says: I’m here to move, not to be moved.
I’ve seen too many moments where someone’s groove was interrupted by someone else’s assumption. This track is for those who’ve had to recalibrate their joy. It’s for the dancers who want to feel the music without feeling watched. It’s for anyone who’s ever had to say, “No, thanks—I’m just here to dance.”
So play it loud. Let it fuel your workout, your game, your solo kitchen rave. Let it remind you that your body is yours, your rhythm is sacred, and your joy doesn’t need permission.

Work My Body

Some tracks tell a story. This one confesses.
“Wasting My Time With You (But I Like It)” is a sonic daydream—a playful, poignant journey through procrastination, distraction, and the sweet surrender to moments that weren’t planned but feel too good to resist. It begins with a carefree groove, light and breezy, like skipping responsibilities with a smile. But then, something shifts. The sync stumbles, the rhythm tilts—she’s caught off guard by an admirer, and suddenly the music mirrors her emotional detour.
There’s tension, curiosity, maybe even a little guilt. But it’s wrapped in warmth. The track doesn’t punish her for straying—it celebrates the beauty of being swept away. And just when you think it might spiral, it lands gently in a lilting percussive finale, like a sigh of acceptance. She knows she’s off track. But she’s okay with it.
This is a love letter to the moments that interrupt us, the people who pull us into unexpected joy, and the rhythms that remind us that not all time has to be productive to be meaningful.


Wasting Time With You (But I Like It)

I am a music producer/composer from Sydney, Australia. Classically trained percussionist and drummer. Played in orchestras and nightclub bands for several years. I've got a diverse musical portfolio from Rockabilly tours around the world to producing House and EDM tracks, I've lived multiple musical lives with these experiences and collaborations significantly influencing my electronic compositions.
My journey from classical percussion to electronic dance music is phenomenal. With all these influences, my compositions carry a unique flavor.

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