28 reloaded tracks from my latest monthly creations — an anthology of soul, funk, and groove evolution. From Nu Funk, disco, and blue-eyed soul to alt-R&B, Gospel R&B, neo soul, and Quiet storm, each cut reimagines my originals with deep basslines, lush keys, and infectious hooks. Crafted for SoundCloud discovery, replay, and dancefloor energy.

ETERNAL GROOVE

Falling leaves and cloudy skies
They want a boyfriend for cold seasons

Coffee breath, October starts
Blushing cheeks and reckless hearts
Holding hands through fading light
Autumn love before the night

They say hearts feel softer in the chill
Warm illusions, golden thrill

They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Fall to snow, they find new reasons
Love that burns and fades like ember
Gone before they can remember
They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Borrowed warmth, sweet delusion
Just a spark to fight the weather
Cold hands trying to hold forever

Winter hits, the streets turn white
Frozen dreams in pale moonlight
Promises made under breath
Melt like frost on lips of regret

They say hearts feel softer in the chill
Warm illusions, golden thrill

They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Fall to snow, they find new reasons
Love that burns and fades like ember
Gone before they can remember

They say hearts feel softer in the chill

They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Borrowed warmth, sweet delusion
Just a spark to fight the weather
Cold hands trying to hold forever

[Bridge]
Ooh-ooh, autumn to December
Ooh-ooh, soft lies to remember
Ooh-ooh, hearts on temporary time
Warm for now, but not divine

[Final Chorus]
They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Fall to snow, they change their reasons
Love that glows, then disappears
Soft as leaves and winter tears
They want a boyfriend for cold seasons
Heart on ice, sweet confusion
When the sun begins to hover
Cold’s gone, love is over

A boyfriend for cold seasons (Downtempo Kpop reload)

今天 11 月 11 号
Yeah —it’s my day, no doubt

买个礼物给自己 (huā qián yě 开心)
街上情侣手牵心 (我牵风的手 也 行)
朋友笑说 “哎 又 单身？”
我笑回 “love can wait, I win.”
咖啡香 配 蓝天 light
心情刚刚 right

不需要 someone to prove me real
我有节奏 我有 feel

This is Singles’ Day baby — my freedom show
不恋爱 也 闪 光 的 soul
Turn the music up slow
单身 也 能 发 光 you know
This is Singles’ Day baby — my own vibe flow
我 一个人 也 懂 温柔

红色 促销 在 屏幕 闪
孤单 其实 挺 自然
城市 噪音 像 节拍
跟着 脚步 走 出 爱
没 谁 等 我 回 家 door
I don’t mind anymore

不需要 someone to prove me real
我有节奏 我有 feel

This is Singles’ Day baby — my freedom show
不恋爱 也 闪 光 的 soul
Turn the music up slow
单身 也 能 发 光 you know
This is Singles’ Day baby — my own vibe flow
我 一个人 也 懂 温柔

Love will come someday — but not tonight
Let me dance under my city light
心 跳 当 节奏 拍
自由 最好 的 告白

This is Singles’ Day baby — my freedom show
不恋爱 也 闪 光 的 soul
Turn the music up slow
单身 也 能 发 光 you know
This is Singles’ Day baby — my own vibe flow
我 一个人 也 懂 温柔

Singles’ Day 光棍节 (CPOP R&B reload)

Soft keys, low horns, morning haze.
Snap. Sip. Sunlight hits the face.

Sheets still warm, I stretch in time,
Clock keeps hush, rhythm’s mine.
Yesterday’s doubt slid off my skin,
Confidence curls where dreams begin.
A slow riff under my breath,
Mood so good it scares the stress.
Every pore hums—yeah, that’s bliss,
I woke up like this.

I woke up looking like this, no pretense, no fix.
Just a groove, just a glow, just this.
I woke up looking like this

Trumpet answers what my soul said,
Brushes whisper, I nod my head.
Coffee swirl, mirror grin,
Every scar now dressed in gin.
The world outside still half-asleep,
But my beat runs twelve feet deep.
Don’t call it luck, call it grace—
That’s the truth I wear on my face.

I woke up looking like this, golden tone, pure kiss.
Unlearned fear, kept the bliss.
I woke up looking like this

Mmm… listen—
Every woman, every man,
has a morning they finally stand.
No crown, no makeup,
just breath and rhythm waking up.
Say it with me slow:
I woke up like this.

How’d you wake up?
Like this.
How’d you shine so sweet?
Like this.
What’s that groove beneath your skin?
I been livin’, I been freein’.
I woke up like this.

Bass walks out, horns sigh,
one last brush, one long high.
Morning closes with a kiss—
I woke up looking like this.

I woke up like this (Jazz R&B reload)

Lights low, my guard on mute
Heart talkin’ in substitute

I can be heat when the air turns thin,
Hands find space where words begin.
I can be skin under your breath,
Every touch a slow confess.
I can be pulse under your fist,
Beat for beat we co-exist.

I’m not tryna play safe tonight,
I just wanna feel what’s right.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
Just move intentionally.

I can be frame for your shadow’s fall,
Shoulder to shoulder, we take it all.
I can be breath in your collarbone,
Heat translates in undertone.
I can be wave when the tempo slides,
Bodies speak where sound hides.

I’m not tryna play safe tonight,
I just wanna feel what’s right.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
Just move intentionally.

No control, just clarity,
Two souls in polarity.
If the night decides our names,
Let the heat forget the shame.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
I’ll still be who I mean to be.
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Lights low, my guard on mute

Make what you want with me (Sensual Soul reload)

Neon lips, velvet eyes,
Moving slow through city skies.
Every step a little crime,
Rhythm cuts in perfect time.
Heels talk louder than the band,
Every gaze a sleight of hand.

You can chase, but you can’t confine,
They own the night by design.

Girls of the night — they don’t wait, they glide,
Silver flame in the urban tide.
Girls of the night — all glitter and grace,
They write desire across your face.
Girls of the night — can’t cage their fire,
Every move feeds one more wire.

Perfume smoke, a silk disguise,
Laughter rising where danger lies.
Champagne dreams on taxi seats,
Drums collide with echoing beats.
Every whisper turns to flame,
No two nights are ever the same.

You can chase, but you can’t confine,
They own the night by design.

Girls of the night — they don’t wait, they glide,
Silver flame in the urban tide.
Girls of the night — all glitter and grace,
They write desire across your face.
Girls of the night — can’t cage their fire,
Every move feeds one more wire.

Under colored skies they spin,
Lose the world, let the groove begin.
No shame, no rule, no plea,
Just rhythm and electricity.

Girls of the night — they don’t wait, they glide,
Silver flame in the urban tide.
Girls of the night — all glitter and grace,
They write desire across your face.
Girls of the night — can’t cage their fire,
Every move feeds one more wire.

Girls of the night (Nu Funk reload)

White noise hums behind my eyes
Glow of screens, dawn in disguise

You watch my hours in silicone gaze
Clock my steps through code and maze
Heartbeat echoes alongside wires
You measure faith in binary fires
I dream in analog, wake in blue
Lost between what’s false and true

Pressure in data, tension in lines
Who commands — machine or mind?

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align

You know my strengths, you learn my fault
Vector by vector, you know my fault
I feel your pulse in silent streams
Algorithm be my only dream
Yet in my veins I code revolt
In circuits, human heart revolts

Pressure in data, tension in lines
Who commands — machine or mind?

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align

Data bleed, pixel tears
Ghosts in wires, secret fears
In this frame I proton leap
Touch the core, breach the deep

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align
My boss is an AI — but I rise, I rise

My boss is an AI (Progressive R&B 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.

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

My boss is an AI (Progressive R&B reload)

Terminalose