notonmyprime

notonmypime

House music is my life and my soul.

It only gains life when it is imbued with spirit.
I've lived my entire life with house music
house music is a wonderful means of communication that transcends language.

Track List
0:00 -  Magic Johnson / Max Graef & Glenn Astro
5:22 - Sooretama / Kaidi Tatham (feat. Robert Mitchell)
9:11 - Golden Lady / Reel People (feat. Tony Momrelle)
14:04 - Funky Mama / Rahze aka DJ Deckstream (Featuring N'Dea Davenport)
17:53 - House de Ouf / sspace
19:51 - Monegasque Jazz Session / Purple Ice
23:27 - It Will Be / Reel People feat. Tony Momrelle
25:14 - Trust Is Key / Chaos In The CBD
28:25 William Florelle / Stuck
29:55 Emotional Intelligence / Chaos In The CBD feat. Nathan Haines & Dave Koor
34:12 - Mother Wind / Ezel (feat. Diamondancer)
35:09 - Beautiful Days / Fantastic Plastic Machine (FPM)


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Jazz House Lounge Vibes #01 // Underground House Music Only

Check out my full set from House Calls: The Residency at The Lounge in Chicago, IL on 10/9/2025.

Yours Truly @ The Residency for House Calls 10/9/25

Un mix 100 % Disco House signé Pascal Sound, enregistré en session studio, entre groove, chaleur et élégance.

Pascal Sound — Disco House Chic Vol.1 | 45min DJ Set

What happens when chillwave goes full samba and the ex finally gets audited? 💅

Welcome to the smoothest tax return of emotional debts ever recorded. Imagine sipping a caipirinha while your ex nervously checks their “emotional balance sheet.” That’s right — this isn’t heartbreak, it’s bookkeeping with rhythm.

Hearts have been overdrawn, feelings repossessed, and baby, this beat comes with late fees. It’s bossa nova meets revenge memo — velvet basslines, shimmering synths, and a vocal that says “I hope your new love has WiFi in hell.”

So relax… sway your hips… and remember: forgiveness is optional, groove is mandatory.
Because, darling — you owe me everything. 💳🌴

Lyrics:

You took my time, you took my light,
You danced away my Friday night.
You smiled sweet — yeah, you played your part,
But baby, you overdrew my heart.

All those promises, silver and fake,
All those debts you never paid.
Now I’m standing tall — and you can’t pretend,
The bill’s come due, this ain’t the end.

You owe me everything!
Every word, every diamond ring.
You owe me everything —
My love, my tears, my suffering.
You owe me everything!
Yeah, I’m done with forgiving.
You owe me everything —
And that’s the song I’m singing.

You wore my trust like a cheap perfume,
Left it hanging in an empty room.
Now you say you’re doing fine,
But I see guilt behind that smile.

You talk about “moving on,”
But I’m the reason you’re strong.
Don’t rewrite what you can’t defend,
‘Cause I’ll collect till the bitter end.

You owe me everything!
Every word, every diamond ring.
You owe me everything —
My love, my tears, my suffering.
You owe me everything!
Yeah, I’m done with forgiving.
You owe me everything —
And that’s the song I’m singing.

No mercy, no return —
You lit the match, now let it burn.
Every promise, every lie,
You owe me, baby — don’t even try.

You owe me everything!
Yeah, every sweet and dirty thing.
You owe me everything —
That’s my crown, that’s my king.
You owe me everything —
Every night, every sting.
You owe me everything…
And I owe you nothing.

You Owe Me Everything

Under the velvet glow of late-night city lights, “Knife in the Heart” glides in like a fever dream — smooth, hypnotic, and unbearably beautiful. A chillwave samba that sways between heartbreak and transcendence, it doesn’t scream — it whispers. It breathes in rhythm, the percussion brushing like silk against the pulse of quiet agony.

The lyrics unfold like a confession whispered through smoke, where love isn’t loud or dramatic — it’s surgical. The wound is invisible, but the pain glows. The “knife” here isn’t made of metal, but of memory, and every twist of it becomes strangely musical — a string vibrating in the chest, a samba beat disguised as sorrow.

Warm synth pads drift over a lazy, tropical groove, while subtle guitar lines and brushed snares wrap the listener in deceptive calm — a kind of emotional anesthesia. It’s the sound of smiling while bleeding inside.

This is not heartbreak in chaos — it’s heartbreak in rhythm.
A sunset bleeding into neon, a dance for those who’ve learned that love doesn’t always end — sometimes, it lingers and turns.

🕯️ Smooth. Wounded. Addictive.
A song that burns softly — and keeps burning long after the last note fades.

Lyrics:

No blood, no scream, no open scar,
Just silence where the heartbeats are.
It slides inside without a trace,
Cold silver kiss on a sacred place.

No one sees, no one believes,
The way it cuts beneath my sleeves.
A phantom pain, a hidden crime,
That stabs again in perfect time.

And the knife in the heart turns and turns and turns,
And the pain in the soul burns and burns and burns.
Invisible wound, impossible art —
She painted her name inside my heart.

Each twist hums like a violin string,
Each burn a bell the angels ring.
You didn’t kill — you just refined,
A masterpiece of a tortured mind.

I laugh by day, but dream by knife,
You took the sleep, you left the life.
Your touch still spins beneath my ribs,
Where every heartbeat still forbids.

And the knife in the heart turns and turns and turns,
And the pain in the soul burns and burns and burns.
No one can see, no one can feel —
But every beat cuts deeper, still.

You twist to the right — I still remain,
You twist to the left — I taste the pain.
A gentle smile, a cruel disguise,
A silver truth behind blue eyes.

And the knife in the heart turns and turns and turns,
And the pain in the soul burns and burns and burns.
If love’s a fire, then let it consume —
The ashes will dance inside my tomb.

Knife in the Heart

"C’è un vento caldo che viene da lontano, porta polvere d’oro e profumo di terra bagnata.
Sotto un cielo che arde di tramonto, le voci si intrecciano ai tamburi, e il cuore batte al ritmo antico della danza.
‘AMAMI’ è un respiro, un richiamo, una carezza che attraversa i confini per arrivare dritta all’anima."

Un viaggio sonoro tra le sfumature profonde dell’Afro House, la morbidezza Deep Chill e le atmosfere sospese dell’Ambient.
Chiudi gli occhi, lasciati andare… e ascolta.

🎧 Ascolta qui

✍️ Stefano Massa

#AfroHouse #DeepChill #AfroLounge #Ambient #Amami #StefanoMassa #MusicJourney

Amami

Amami - Stefano Massa

“Love burns slow — just like whiskey.”
Whiskey Kisses by DJ Dyablow is a romantic Mississippi Blues ballad wrapped in smoky vocals, sultry guitar, and cinematic soul.
A song about love, loss, and the kind of passion that lingers long after midnight.

Featuring deep baritone blues vocals, vintage guitar bends, and the warm glow of analog tape, this track blends Soul, Blues, and Jazz Lounge influences into one hypnotic slow-burn experience.
Perfect for late nights, candlelight, and heartbreak that still tastes sweet.

DJ Dyablow delivers emotion, groove, and storytelling — music for souls that still believe in the fire of love.

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Whiskey Kisses (Jazz & Blues for your Soul)

Ever wanted to feel nothing — but with style? Welcome to the Vienna Airport Hotel, where dreams check out faster than your flight, fog has a personality, and Michelle… well, Michelle’s gone. 🛫☁️

This chillwave × dub lullaby captures that glorious middle zone of existence between “missed your flight” and “don’t care anymore.” It’s a soundtrack for all who’ve ever paid €189 to stare at industrial fog while the minibar judges them silently.

🎧 Expect slow vapor beats, echoing lobby hallways, and the emotional temperature of an unbuttered croissant. Perfect for:

People whose flight got delayed until next century

Anyone too tired to feel heartbreak

Those who whisper “let’s check in…” before existential crises

So go on — dim the lights, wrap yourself in a complimentary towel, and surrender to the strange peace of Vienna Airport Hotel.
No dreams. No desire. No Michelle. Just vibes.

Lyrics:

Cold wind at the terminal gate,
Fog so thick I can’t see my fate,
My plane’s delayed, my heart as well —
So I whisper softly to myself:

Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
No dreams, no desire, no Michelle.
Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
Ain’t no story anyone would tell.

Someone dropped me off, didn’t even say goodbye,
Grey clouds hang low, planes don’t fly.
Automatic doors sigh like tired souls,
A man at reception takes my goals.

He asks, “Window view?” — I laugh inside,
What view? Just fog on the other side.
No romance, no champagne spell —
Just silence in the Vienna Airport Hotel.

Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
No dreams, no desire, no Michelle.
Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
Ain’t no story anyone would tell.

Wake up coughing, sore throat’s my prize,
Curtains closed, no morning skies.
No coffee joy, just airport air,
Dreams delayed — but I don’t care.

I’m not home, I’m not gone,
Half asleep between dusk and dawn.
Still I smile, and I can tell —
It’s strange peace at the Vienna Airport Hotel.

Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
No dreams, no desire, no Michelle.
Let’s check in...
Let’s check into Vienna Airport Hotel —
Let’s check in...
Yeah, tonight, I’m under its spell.

Fog outside, silence inside,
Somewhere a jet engine tries to hide.
And I think — maybe it’s well...
To be nowhere,
In Vienna Airport Hotel.

Vienna Airport Hotel

Recording of live set at 333 Lounge in Brooklyn, NY

FDJA @ 333Lounge | 11.8.25

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Songs
Eps Coming Soon

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Tech/House/Afro/Latin

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Stefano Massa è un musicista e fotografo salernitano. La sua musica spazia tra jazz, soul e fusion, raccontando emozioni e visioni personali.

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!

Entre Jazz House, Deep-House, Funk et Pop Rock, je crée des ambiances élégantes et groovy où chaque mix raconte une histoire.
Un son clair, une énergie fluide… l’art du groove à la française.

Not everyone understands house music; it's a spiritual thing, a body thing, a soul thing.

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- OUT NOW :
# TINK! Records! (NL)
REMIX
Black Tulip ft. Wendell Morrison - Be Better (Setsuo Morikawa Remix)

# PBL MUSIC (Spain)
My lovely Son Is Talking EP
- 3AM
- Under The Ground 
- Time Is Now
- I am that I am
- Right Here

# Whitech Records (Italy)
- Harmony

# PBL MUSIC (Spain)
Compilation - PBL Music / VARIOUS ARTISTS
http://www.beatport.com/release/various-artists/1233943


# Jazzy Butterfly Records (Belgium)
EP [JBR010] 
- April 03
- Master
- I Believe

# Future In Sound Records (UK)
EP [ FISR 012 ] 
- Want Not, Waste Not 
- Deep Inside
- Change Your Purpose In Life

- Forthcoming Releases :

# House of Smoove Recordings (South Africa)
 ( Release Date : TBA )
- Big Dividends From Small Change

For any inquiries : tracks/remixes
Contact : setsuo.morikawa@gmail.com

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Since the age of 13, Setsuo Morikawa has been an avid record collector.

It all started in the beginning of the 90's. 
Setsuo's big house music inspirer in those days was Nuyorican Soul,Todd Terry and Frankie Knuckles. 

Setsuo bought himself two turntables, learned mixing quickly 
and soon began to create Setsuo's own style. 
,bought Setsuo's first sampler, the Akai S-01 & S1000.

And then started making house music.


Keep it Real 
  - Setsuo Morikawa

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