Meet Mister Germany.

He paid full price. He read the reviews. He printed the confirmation email twice.

But now he’s in Italy, sweating gently through his beige travel vest, and something feels… wrong. The cappuccino came without a heart. The cookie was dry. The minibar is locked. And the hotel staff — though polite — failed to greet him in German.

So he asks, with quiet intensity and growing despair:
“…and where is my little extra?”

This Nu Disco banger tells the tragicomic tale of one man’s journey through sun, crumbs, and unmet expectations. A funky hymn for every overprepared holidaymaker who came for gelato and soul, but got lukewarm charm and sunburn instead.

🎧 Think Giorgio Moroder meets Fernweh-induced rage.
📍Think Rome — but Mr. Germany can’t enjoy it because the guide didn’t hand out a branded tote bag.
🎶 And think again if you believe a lump of sugar counts as a gesture.

Lyrics:

🎶 ...and where is my little extra?
I paid full price, you know.
A cookie’s not a gesture —
It’s the bare minimum show.
...and where is my little extra?
This sun is much too hot.
You say it's “authentic charm” —
I say: is this all I got? 🎶

I sit with posture, napkin set,
Cappuccino mild and wet.
One sad biscuit, no delight —
No silver tray, no frothy height.

"Excuse me, yes... it’s almost fine.
But where is my almond? Where is my shine?
No foam heart? No whipped finesse?
Is this what you call Italian chicness?"

🎶 ...and where is my little extra?
The sugar’s in a lump.
No mint leaf, no biscotti —
Just a caffeine bump. 🎶

Spotless sheets, ergonomic chair,
But where’s the rose? The scented air?
The minibar is locked and tight —
They fear my thirst? That’s not polite.

But where is the soul? The welcome kit?
No chocolate square, no fancy robe?
Just beige, beige, beige across the globe."

The guide says: “Look, the Vatican wall!”
But I expected something tall.
He speaks with passion, shows the street —
But I see dust, and aching feet.
"No samples? No cool-down wine?
No branded bag with ancient sign?
I want the extras, not the sweat —
This tour's a debt I won’t forget."

🎶 ...and where is my little extra?
I left my comfort zone.
I came to feel superior —
But now I feel alone.
...and where is my little extra?
Is it cultural, this gap?
In Germany we do things right —
We even gift a map. 🎶

... and where is my little extra?

🪩✨ "Banger or Hanger?" ✨🪩
Welcome to Groove House Court, where the beat is law and the sass is loud. Judge, jury, and disco executioner? That’s her — the bold soul diva asking the eternal Saturday night question:

👉 Are you the drop... or just the drip?

Set at a silky-sassy 122–125 BPM, this track slides in like your ex in the DMs — smooth, a little too confident, and probably wearing too much cologne. But unlike your ex, this groove delivers:

🎹 Uplifting piano house chords filtered to flirt with your serotonin
🥁 Punchy 4/4 kicks and clap combos that slap harder than truth at 2AM
🎸 Funky Moog-style basslines that thump like they mean it
👠 A soul queen vocal who belts, burns, and side-eyes every poser in the club

From whispered intros to "hands-up, eyes-closed, chorus-drop ecstasy," this is the soundtrack for anyone who’s done with the smoke, mirrors, and fashion influencers quoting Nietzsche.

💋 Mood?
🔥 Sass meets sweat.
🎤 Attitude with altitude.
🧠 Philosophy with a side of filter-slay.

So hit play, grab your prosecco, and ask the dancefloor:
“Are you a banger… or just another hanger?”

Lyrics:

You look good.
You talk big.
But are you it... or just in it?

You walk in like you own the light,
Smooth smile, but is it right?
All the moves, the velvet tone —
But baby, are you shine or just cologne?

Champagne chat, those easy lines,
Claimed you DJed “back in ‘09.”
You flex so loud, but tell me this:
Is there more than just a filtered kiss?

I’ve seen boys dressed like the night,
But couldn’t spark a candle light.
So cut the talk, just hit the floor —
Let me see if there’s something more.

🎶 Are you a banger or a hanger-on?
Midnight thrill or just tag-along?
Are you the beat that makes me sway,
Or just a shadow in the way?
You say the words, but do you sting?
Or are you clinging to the bling?
So what’s your vibe — a spark, a flame?
Or just a hanger with a fancy name? 🎶

Your playlist screams “I’m deep and rare,”
But I just see expensive hair.
You talk in memes, you quote Bukowski —
But real hearts don’t work that glossy.

You bought the look, you learned the slang —
But do you hum or just go clang?
I need the rhythm, not the role —
A burning touch, not just control.

You post like heat, but do you feel?
Do you groove or just appeal?
Come closer now, no more disguise —
Let’s see if you can magnetize.

🎶 Are you a banger or a hanger babe?
Fire in skin or fashion slave?
Are you the drop that shakes the room,
Or just perfume without the boom?
I’ve heard it all, I’ve played the game —
I’m not your prize, I’m not your fame.
So if you’re lit, then light me too —
But if you’re a hanger... boy, we’re through. 🎶

Don’t want another empty throne,
Don’t need a king who’s just a clone.
Be the bassline in my song —
Or don’t be here at all that long.

🎶 Are you a banger or a hanger, huh?
Do you build the night or just say “bruh”?
Are you the rise before the scream,
Or just a background in the dream?
I’m not sold by what you wear —
I want the storm, not just the air.
So come correct or take a bow —
You’re in my world… impress me now. 🎶

Banger or Hanger?

Step inside the velvet-lit world of Discothèque Decadence — where the champagne flows, the bassline smoulders, and the dancefloor becomes an irresistible spell.

This set drips with the kind of late-night heat that keeps bodies moving and eyes locked. From Da Lukas & Majuri’s extended temptation of “Nasty Girl”, to a hypnotic reimagining of Eurythmics’ “Sweet Dreams” via Steve Angello, to my own Out of Control edit of Laura Branigan’s “Self Control” — every track here has been polished for maximum seduction.

You’ll glide through Sade’s “Paradise” given fresh life by Mark Lower & Alexandra Prince, a honeyed spin on A Taste of Honey’s “Boogie Oogie Oogie”, the shimmering disco mischief of KC & The Sunshine Band in an Eric Kipper extended ride, and Kool & The Gang’s “Fresh” reinvented with OnDaMike’s club-ready punch. Along the way, Séamus Haji & Kathy Brown, Ken@Work, Shabi, HP Vince, Groovemasta, Chewy Rubs, Eugenio Fico & Walterino, Micky More & Andy Tee, Greg Wilson and more deliver heaters you think you know… until they arrive dressed for midnight.

Warm. Sexy. Sultry. Dangerous.
The sound of a dancefloor you never want to leave.

Press play… and don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Nu Disco All Night Long - Discothèque Decadence DD006

☀️ Disco House Poolside Mash-Up 🪩🌊

Acest mix te poartă direct pe marginea piscinei, acolo unde soarele strălucește, cocktailurile curg și vibe-ul este pur summer groove. Am combinat cele mai cunoscute piese R&B și Disco cu un touch modern de Disco House, creând un mash-up plin de energie, dar în același timp relaxat și fun.

🔊 Ce găsești în mix:

clasice R&B și Disco reinterpretate în cheie house

beat-uri funky care dau viață apei și mișcării

vocaluri recognoscibile ce aduc un val de nostalgie

un flow perfect pentru pool parties & apusuri de vară

Fie că ești pe șezlong, în apă sau pe ringul de dans, acest mix îți dă vibe-ul de vacanță continuă.

🕶️ Pune-ți ochelarii de soare, dă volumul la maxim și lasă muzica să te transporte.

#DiscoHouse #MashUp #PoolsideVibes #HouseMusic #FunkyHouse #RNBHouse #DiscoVibes #SummerGroove #DanceMusic #PartyMix #PoolParty #AfroHouse #FunkyBeats #Clubbing

Pool Party Pressure Vol. 3 | Funky House Mashup 2025

Buckle up, ragazzi — this isn’t just a track, it’s a late-night road trip on steroids. 🚗💨
A glittering dance anthem powered by funky basslines, shimmering synths, and velvet grooves, where asphalt meets adrenaline and every corner smells like espresso and summer heat.

At the center of it all? Sabrina. 🌶️
One dangerously hot girl who can make a red Ferrari look shy. Every night she turns into pure electricity, and this track captures her vibe: wild, free, and just a little bit illegal.

Delivered with a soulful male vocal dipped in a smooth Italian accent (think espresso, not cappuccino), the song blends passion, swagger, and playful charm into a ride you never want to end.

Perfect for:
✨ Rooftop sessions under neon skies
🪩 Sweaty late-night club magic
🌊 Coastal drives where the road kisses the ocean
💃 Anywhere a disco ball spins and someone whispers “ancora…”

Fasten your seatbelt, turn up the volume — and let’s ride. 🛣️🔥

Lyrics:

Sunrise calls, the engines glow
Golden roads where warm winds blow
Every mile just sets me free
La vita dolce waits for me

Turn by turn, the coast in sight
Rolling faster, pure delight
Heartbeat racing, hands so lean
The road becomes a silver dream

Autostrada… oh Autostrada…
You light my soul, strada dorata
Autostrada… bella strada…
Dolce la vita, via beata

Heat is rising, tyres sing
Agip petrol, summer fling
Espressino on the way
Life’s a film on this highway

Costa bella… vento mio…
Follow sun where oceans flow
Dolce vita… luce chiara…
Ride forever, stella rara

Autostrada… oh Autostrada…
You light my soul, strada dorata
Autostrada… bella strada…
Dolce la vita, via beata

Autostrada

Warning: This track contains highly explicit pasta content 🍝✨

Spaghetto Ti Amo is a playful and sensual French House × Nu Disco anthem, cooked al dente at 122 BPM and served sizzling hot on a silver fork. Built on groovy basslines, shimmering disco strings, funky guitar licks, and glittering synths, it’s a recipe for pure midnight euphoria.

A smooth male soul vocal with a strong Italian accent whispers sweet nothings and forbidden pasta confessions, turning every lyric into a steamy, buttery romance: “Spaghetto ti amo…” — passion drips like olive oil, basil rains from heaven, and every slurp feels like destiny.

Perfect for:
🍷 Late-night rooftop sessions
💃 Neon-lit dance floors
🌴 Summer nights on the Amalfi coast
🔥 Any situation where carbs = love

Just one listen and you’ll never look at spaghetti the same way again. Buon appetito.

Lyrics:

Mamma mia…
This plate… this sauce…
This night… questo amore…
Spaghetto… ti amo…

Steam’s rising, golden shine
Tomato dreams, a drop of wine
A little garlic, olive kiss
Every bite’s a taste of bliss

Slow twirl, silver fork
I take my time — non ho fretta
One smooth ride from plate to lips
Paradiso in every drip

Mmm, sì sì sì… amore mio…
Sauce on my skin, I let it flow…
In every bite, I lose control…
Oh, spaghetto… you touch my soul…

Spaghetto ti amo — hotter than the midnight sun
Spaghetto ti amo — baby, we’re becoming one
Fork and fever, lips collide
Dolce vita deep inside
Spaghetto ti amo — ah, you make me come alive

A little pepper, basil rain
One long string — I call your name
I chase it down, senza paura
Like chasing love in Roma scura

Cheeks are red, my heart’s on fire
Every slurp takes me higher
Pasta’s passion, cosmic flow
Baby, don’t you let me go

Amore caldo… notte lenta…
Spaghetto slide… la dolce lenta…
Corpo e cuore… salsa e vino…
This groove’s eternal… destino divino…

Spaghetto ti amo — hotter than the midnight sun
Spaghetto ti amo — baby, we’re becoming one
Fork and fever, lips collide
Dolce vita deep inside
Spaghetto ti amo — ah, you make me come alive

Spaghetto Ti Amo

Description + Tracklist

✨ NU DISCO VOL. 1 (36 min) ✨
A ride through modern disco grooves and retro-inspired house energy — balancing soulful edits, shimmering nu-disco, and funk-heavy basslines. This set blends the brilliance of Dave Lee ZR’s 2025 re-tweak, the silky funk of Babert, and the rolling groove of Solomun & Change into one seamless journey.

Expect a flow that goes from soulful uplift, through floor-filling funk and Italo-disco fire, and finally settles into lush, recycled love grooves to close things out.

Tracklist

Love Recycled 4 (Original Mix) – Solomun, Change

Italo Celebration (Original Mix) – Babert

Desire (Extended Mix) – Luca Martini, Nina Moon

Make A Move On Me (Original Disco Mix) – Dave Lee ZR, Joey Montenegro

Can’t Stop Now (Extended Mix) – Babert, Mell Hall

Do What You Feel (Dave Lee 2025 Re-Tweak) – Dave Lee ZR, Joey Montenegro

NU DISCO VOL 1

🪩 Funky Disco House – Poolside Grooves ☀️🌊

Soare, piscină și good vibes – exact ingredientele perfecte pentru acest set de Funky Disco House plin de energie și groove! Am mixat cele mai vibrante piese funky cu influențe disco și house moderne, creând o atmosferă ideală pentru vară.

🔊 Ce găsești în set:

linii de bas funky & catchy

vocaluri disco care aduc nostalgia anilor ‘70–’80

beat-uri house care te țin mereu în mișcare

un flow vesel, colorat, perfect pentru pool parties, apusuri și vibe-uri de vacanță

Acest mix este despre energie pozitivă, zâmbete și dans, un soundtrack perfect pentru zilele calde de vară. 🍹🕶️

✨ Hit play și lasă groove-ul să facă valuri la piscină!

Pool Party Pressure Vol. 5 | Funky House Disco 2025

Pornostar 2025 DJ Pone (Future Remix)

✨ Barcode Babes — Nu-Disco / Funky Pop ✨

When grocery shopping turns into a full-on love meltdown under fluorescent lights… 🛒💔
Neon aisles, polished floors, rice packets, canned fish — and then… her.
One smirk, two beeps, three skipped heartbeats.
Your basket’s full, but your soul’s out of stock.

This track is a groovy supermarket fever dream:
🛒 Funky basslines sliding past the frozen aisle
🎸 Glittery guitar licks smoother than a cucumber glass
🎤 Seductive male vocals with just the right amount of chaos
✨ Nu-Disco meets cheeky Funky Pop — 100% dance-floor approved

Be warned: after listening, you’ll never hear a barcode beep the same way again.
Put on your headphones, grab your shopping cart, and let the Barcode Babes ring you up…

Lyrics:

Mmm… yeah…
Sliding through the aisles, neon lights, soft smiles…
Beep… beep… barcode dreams…

Step inside, automatic doors,
Heaven on earth, on polished floors.
Frozen aisle, melting glance,
One look, one vibe, one chance.

Deep blue eyes, magnetic plays,
Every step’s a little sideways craze.
Cucumber glasses, rice in my hand,
But her whisper’s something I don’t understand…

Shelf by shelf, I’m losing control,
Basket’s full, but she’s stealing my soul…

Barcode babes! — scanning my heart,
Barcode babes! — tearing me apart,
Beep… beep… baby, I’m under your spell,
Price check, love check, ring me up, oh well!

Fish in the can, but she’s the catch,
Perfect curves in every batch.
Cart collides, electric spin,
“Can I help you?” — I’m giving in.

Smirky smiles, her lips half-closed,
Flirt on repeat — overdose.
One glance, two thoughts, three beats skipped,
Feels like heaven on a paper slip.

Shelf by shelf, I’m losing control,
Basket’s full, but she’s stealing my soul…

Barcode babes! — scanning my heart,
Barcode babes! — tearing me apart,
Beep… beep… baby, I’m under your spell,
Price check, love check, ring me up, oh well!

Sky-high shelves, fluorescent haze,
Walking on clouds in this checkout maze.
Every beep’s a promise, every smile’s a sign,
Baby, your barcode’s crossing mine…

Barcode babes! — scanning my heart,
Barcode babes! — right from the start,
Beep… beep… baby, I’m losing control,
One swipe, two hearts, three… two… sold!

Barcode Babes (Dance Version)

Music has been my lifelong compass — a place where the visions I hear in my heart and mind transform into sounds we can all share. Every beat, melody, and drop I create is meant to move you, to pull you into a space where the world fades and the rhythm takes over.

For me, it’s about connection — turning personal inspiration into a collective experience so we can all dance like today is the only day that matters. Tomorrow isn’t promised, but today is ours, and I’m here to make sure it’s filled with energy, soul, and sound you can feel.

Let’s dance away the moment, together.

Loving and mixing all kinds of electronic music. New to this

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Nowadays, in order to stand out from the crowd and to make people dance, you need a strong signature sound - Rokco ZFR has it all. His style is hard to define. It’s like having a taste of every possible genre rolled into one music set: from Tech House to Deep House, from Soulful house to Disco House and from Funk and Hip-Hop to Electro Music. Rokco knows how to build up tension using vocal chops, mellow sounds and drum sequences until he drops the bomb like something out of a movie.

Discothèque Decadence
The Home of House, Funk, Disco & Dance.

Step into a world of groove-heavy rhythms and uplifting beats.
Curated by DJ The Funk Assassin — delivering the finest new releases, timeless classics, and killer remixes every week.

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