High-energy modern-funk single with chanty hook and bold, kinetic cover: big “BOOM-SHAKE” typography, motion arcs, and hot/cool contrast.

Boom-Shake (Rattle That Room)

Late tide rolls through Malibu
I still drift back to you

Sunlight on the waterline
Echoes of a younger time
Every wave remembers us
Salt and silence, tender trust

Took the long way, tried to forget
But your voice keeps playing yet

I’m sailing back to you
Across the blue, across the truth
The wind still hums your tune
And every mile feels brand-new
I’m sailing back to you
The heart knows what it’s due

Night air tastes of tangerine
Faded Polaroids between
Moonlight paints the silver foam
Feels like I’m already home

Took the long way, tried to forget
But your voice keeps playing yet

I’m sailing back to you
Across the blue, across the truth
The wind still hums your tune
And every mile feels brand-new
I’m sailing back to you
The heart knows what it’s due

Maybe love just takes its time
Like the tide, it always finds
A way back through the haze
To yesterday’s embrace

I’m sailing back to you
Under skies of faded blue
I’m sailing back to you
And the waves all sing it too
Across the blue, across the truth
The heart knows what it’s due

Sailing back to you (Yacht Soul reload)

Bass slap, hi-hat laugh,
Truth got rhythm — feel that math.

I don’t fake the funk, I let it breathe,
What you see is what I leave.
No mirror talk, no plastic smile,
Just sweat and soul, that’s my style.
If I say it, it’s the deal,
Ain’t no filter on how I feel.

No cap, I’m smooth like that,
No cap, truth where the groove at,
No cap, I talk, I act,
Real ones know — we don’t backtrack.

You want words that match the move,
Body language never fools.
Every beat’s confession time,
You can taste it in the line.
My shine ain’t borrowed, my luck ain’t fake,
What you see — that’s what I make.

No cap, slide with me slow,
No cap, feel what I know,
No cap, we don’t pretend,
Truth got curves that never bend.

Say it twice, make it tight,
Say it real — all night.

No cap — I groove, I show,
No cap — just let it flow,
No cap — it’s real, not rap,
No cap — we talk through clap.
No cap — ride this fact,
No cap — truth intact.

Bass fades, sweat shines,
Truth always hits on time.

No cap (Funk R&B reload)

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Coming to streaming Nov 12 https://thesleepersrecordz.bandcamp.com/album/stank-in-here-heralds-of-the-stank

Have no fear, the stank is here! Temu & Mofak are bringing it with their new single “Stank In Here”. Serving as a long awaited follow up to their first collaboration back in 2015 “On the Come Up”, the duo returns with an even smoother, soulful yet futuristic dance smash meticulously composed by Mofak for people of all ages to enjoy. Meanwhile, Temu addresses the listeners directly with a message of love and togetherness while echoing back to the era of EWF, Kool & The Gang, Zapp and Roger & The Gap Band. 

Limited Vinyl

STANK IN HERE feat. Mofak

Heh KONT*L (ft. aefka)

[Verse 1]
You look bored when he talks that way
I see sparks that he can’t contain
You laugh soft but your eyes say “stay”
You don’t even know you give it away

[Pre-Chorus]
I can tell you miss that thrill
He don’t move you, I know the deal

[Chorus]
He ain’t right, you know that’s true
Why you stay when he don’t move you?
You need heat, I got that groove
He ain’t right, but I might be you

(He ain’t right — nah nah)
(He ain’t right — nah nah)

[Verse 2]
Every night same old call, same fight
You scroll your phone just to feel alive
I can give you what he denies
You don’t need love, you need the vibe

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t say stop if you lean like that
One more look, and you can’t go back

[Chorus]
He ain’t right, you know that’s true
Why you stay when he don’t move you?
You need heat, I got that groove
He ain’t right, but I might be you

[Bridge]
Lights down low, don’t fake it now
Heart says go, don’t break it now
He ain’t right, no, he ain’t you
Tonight’s the night you make your move

[Outro Loop]
He ain’t right — nah nah
He ain’t right — nah nah

He Ain’t Right

Produccion por 
SubeloJavi (Madrid) 

tema grabado , mezclado y masterizado 
por 
Jose Leal 
en 
Sevilla 
(Hero Sound) 

12. SONRIELE A LA VIDA (PROD SUBELOJAVI) Ciudad Electro

Suboptimal is all about shrugging off the pressure to be flawless. It’s a wry, witty take on what it means to never quite measure up — and being totally okay with it. From school struggles to chaotic relationships, the song celebrates embracing imperfection with a grin and a middle finger to expectations. With a healthy dose of irony and swagger, it flips the script on failure and finds freedom in not giving a damn.

Suboptimal erzählt mit einem Augenzwinkern davon, wie es ist, einfach nie ganz reinzupassen – und wie befreiend das sein kann. Ob Mathe-Stress, Beziehungschaos oder gut gemeinte Kritik: Hier geht’s darum, all das nicht mehr so ernst zu nehmen. Der Song feiert das Unperfekte, das Unbequeme – und das Selbstbewusstsein, seinen eigenen Weg zu gehen, auch wenn der nicht “perfekt” ist. Ironisch, ehrlich und herrlich gelassen.

Suboptimal

Der alte Seidel hält mir mal wieder 
Die Matheklausur direkt vors Gesicht
Mensch Junge!
So geht das doch nicht...

Was soll bloß mal aus dir werden?

Das ist suboptimal
Sagt er, weit entfernt von perfekt
Suboptimal
Ist mir doch egal
Denk ich
So was von egal
Juckt mich nicht

Susie hat die Nase voll von meinem Chaos
Und sagt mir mitten ins Gesicht
Ehrlich Süßer
So geht das nicht...

Wie soll so jemals was aus uns werden?

Das ist suboptimal
Meint sie, ganz und gar nicht perfekt
Suboptimal
Mir doch egal
Denk ich
Echt egal
Du verstehst mich nicht

Immer dasselbe
Schon mein ganzes Leben
Irgendwer hat was dagegen
Und motzt
„Ganz sicher nicht mit meinem Segen“

Ist schließlich suboptimal
Und weit weg von perfekt
Ich hätt‘s aber gern wie geleckt
Wie gemalt, schick
Halt einfach perfekt

Heute sitz ich am Strand
Die Füße im Sand
Meine Songs gehen durch die Decke
Weil ich in den großen Hallen einchecke

Wie gefällt Euch das?
Ein Genie beherrscht das Chaos

Suboptimal
Scheißegal


Suboptimal

Jose Caceres Harry Soul .
Cantante con influencias de musica negra y sonidos con raiz .

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

No genres. Just sound and stories.
[I don’t respond to messages, too many frauds]

Chessy French-House Music
Booking / requests 
CaptainGO@outlook.fr

Funk/Soul Singer | Talkboxer| Producer | Dancer
Herald of the STANK 

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I have been transposing music in Black Desert Online for years now, I am taking a break and trying something new!

AI-ASSISTED, multi-genre producer from Australia. I co-write concepts with chatGPT (I use AI mostly sanity check, style guides etc. the motives and core lyrics are my own), guide a Suno pass, then rebuild: swap/overdub parts, arrange, add, remove, mix & master, sound effects etc. 

References run from Level 42 and Mike Oldfield to KLF-era rave, drill, garage to the demoscene, I am not much of a fan of country and that hard core stuff, but everything else I <3

Music as a mirror: stories, satire, ideas, thoughts and feelings, From wit to absurdity, from glitch to groove, every track is an experiment in bending AI into something tangible.

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