22 tracks from my latest monthly creations — an anthology of fresh pop explorations. From dream pop haze and shoegaze walls to chamber and baroque pop sophistication, from indie synth shimmer to tropical grooves and jazz-inflected textures, each track flips my originals into vibrant, genre-bending energy built for SoundCloud discovery and replay. Bedroom intimacy meets hyperpop sparks, Britpop revival collides with avant-pop experiments — a panoramic dive into the full spectrum of modern pop trends.

POP EXPLORATIONS

Mm
Mm, hmm (ah)
Uh (shikitah)
I get wet at the thought of you (uh-huh)
Being a responsible guy (shikitah)
Treating me like you're supposed to do (uh-huh)
Tears run down my thighs
A little initiative can go a very long, long way
Baby, just do the dishes, I'll give you what you (what you), what you want
A little communication, yes, that's my ideal foreplay
Assemble a chair from IKEA
I'm like, "Uh" (ah)
I get wet at the thought of you (uh-huh)
Being a responsible guy (so responsible, shikitah)
Treating me like you're supposed to do (uh-huh)
Tears run down my thighs
A little respect for women can get you very, very far
Remembering how to use your phone gets me oh, so (oh, so), oh, so hot
Considering I have feelings, I'm like, "Why are my clothes still on?"
Offering to do anything, I'm like (uh), "Oh, my god"
I get wet at the thought of you (uh-huh)
Being a responsible guy (so responsible, shikitah)
Treating me like you're supposed to do (uh-huh)
Tears run down my thighs
I get wet at the thought of you (I get)
Being a responsible guy (so, so, so, responsible guy)
Treating me like you're supposed to do (supposed to do)
Tears run down my thighs (dance break)
So responsible
No
I get wet at the thought of you (uh-huh)
Being a responsible guy (guy, so responsible, shikitah)
Treating me like you're supposed to do (uh-huh)
Tears run down both my thighs (shikitah)


Tears (Brit Pop reload) (Sabrina Carpenter)

Yeah… so many moons out there…  
But only one gets all the songs…  

Europa hides an ocean deep  
Io burns, volcanoes never sleep  
Titan holds a methane sky  
But no one asks the reason why  

Ganymede with a magnetic field  
Callisto’s craters never healed  
Phobos races, almost gone  
Deimos drifts, still hanging on  

We all orbit, year by year  
But you only keep one near  

What about the moons beyond your view?  
Each of us with secrets too  
We reflect, we shine, we pull, we spin  
But you only call the Moon your kin  
What about the moons you never name?  
Every orbit feels the same  
We exist, we glow, we rise, we fall  
But you never hear our call  

Enceladus sprays its icy plumes  
Triton dances with Neptune’s tunes  
Miranda fractured, frozen scars  
Charon waits by Pluto’s heart  

Dione shows a surface bright  
Rhea glimmers in the night  
So many bodies in the dark  
But only one receives a mark  

We all orbit, year by year  
But you only keep one near  

What about the moons beyond your view?  
Each of us with secrets too  
We reflect, we shine, we pull, we spin  
But you only call the Moon your kin  
What about the moons you never name?  
Every orbit feels the same  
We exist, we glow, we rise, we fall  
But you never hear our call  

We have oceans, we have ice  
We erupt, we fracture twice  
We hold histories untold  
But the story feels too old  

What about the moons beyond your view?  
Each of us with secrets too  
We reflect, we shine, we pull, we spin  
But you only call the Moon your kin  
What about the moons you never name?  
Every orbit feels the same  
We exist, we glow, we rise, we fall  
But you never hear our call  

Europa… Titan… Ganymede…  
We are many.  
But you only sing for one.  

The other moons (Lo Fi Pop reload)

Mmm… breathe in  
Breathe out  
Let it go  

Break free from the routine  
(Ooh, ooh… drifting slow)  
Leave it all behind now  
Fade into the glow  
The glow  

Close your eyes  
Feel the sound  
Let it lift you  
Off the ground  

Break free, break free tonight  
Feel the rhythm, take the flight  
Break free, break free so high  
Touch the stars, touch the sky  

The city lights are fading  
(Ooh, let’s flow, let’s flow)  
Heartbeat gently racing  
A new world is waiting  
Waiting…  

Close your eyes  
Feel the sound  
Let it lift you  
Off the ground  
 
Break free, break free tonight  
Feel the rhythm, take the flight  
Break free, break free so high  
Touch the stars, touch the sky  

Run to the edge, don’t look back  
Follow the beat, stay on track  
Run, run, run — don’t you stop  
Climb the peak, reach the top  

Break free, break free tonight  
Feel the rhythm, take the flight  
Break free, break free so high  
Touch the stars, touch the sky  

Mmm… break free  
Drifting high  
Into the sky  

Break free (Soft Synth Pop reload)

You taste the venom… ohh  
I taste the venom…  

You taste the venom on my tongue  
I dress in shadows where you run  
You love the chains, you call it fun  
I keep the secrets you’ve begun  

I burn your name across the floor  
You beg for less, I give you more  

Fall into my velvet rage  
Tear the lines across your face  
Darkness sings when I command  
You’ll break like glass inside my hands  

You trace the bruises like a prayer  
I paint devotion everywhere  
You tell me danger makes it fair  
I’ll be the sin you cannot bear  

I burn your name across the floor  
You beg for less, I give you more  

Fall into my velvet rage  
Tear the lines across your face  
Darkness sings when I command  
You’ll break like glass inside my hands  

Whisper low… I own you now  
Breathless screams… you won’t get out  

Fall… fall… into my rage  
Tear… tear… every face  

Fall into my velvet rage  
Tear the lines across your face  
Darkness sings when I command  
You’ll break like glass inside my hands  

You’ll break like glass…  
You’ll break like glass inside my hands…  

Velvet Rage (Pop Emo reload)

Cold… clean…  
Closer than you think  

I see you (closer than you think)  
I don’t move (I let the pulse speak)  
Skin like glass, breath on chrome  
One command, and I stand alone  

Lips unread, code in play  
Still unsaid, but you always stay  

Cold, clean, nothing in between  
Cold, clean, you know what I mean  
Cold, clean, burning without flame  
Cold, clean, touch without a name  

You stare, but you blink too slow  
I’m there, where you’ll never go  
No need to speak aloud  
You kneel inside the sound  
  
Lips unread, code in play  
Still unsaid, but you always stay  

Cold, clean, nothing in between  
Cold, clean, you know what I mean  
Cold, clean, burning without flame  
Cold, clean, touch without a name  

Not love, not lust, just tension  
No need, no must, just function  
Then silence… silence…  

Cold, clean, I don’t need to be seen  
Cold, clean, dissolve in the screen  
Cold, clean, burning without flame  
Cold, clean, touch without a name  

Cold… clean…  
Cold… clean…  
You dissolve in the screen…  

Cold Clean (Indie Synth Pop reload)

Mmm… ohhh…  
Like a shadow dressed in light, he arrives tonight  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
Shining in silence, defying translation  
Velvet and silver, a figure defined  
I try to explain it, but words fall behind  

Every glance feels like eclipse  
Every breath a secret slip  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Velvet horizon, a skyline in shade  
He moves through the ballroom, the silence obeys  
Every reflection bends under his gaze  
A mystery framed in a luminous haze  

Every step becomes design  
Every silence feels divine  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Golden halos, shadows fall  
Every eye obeys the call  
Velvet dark and silver flame  
Every soul will know his name  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Mmm… fashion eclipse…  
He is the star… tonight…  

Fashion Eclipse (Chamber Pop reload)

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.

Cold Clean (Indie Synth Pop reload)

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