Reloaded tracks from my latest monthly creations, an anthology of global pop.
From dance-pop and city pop to emo-pop, J-pop, K-pop and Country, each cut flips my originals into sleek, timeless pop productions.

POP IDEAL

Snatch A Style

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
君も影を持つ (その影の中で)
直せないミスなんて (直せないまま)
ただ回していく (spinning through)
この炎ずっと続かないけど
今は乗っていこう
カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
でも今夜は alive

感じてる électrique (so electric, so electric)
そう electric (so electric, so electric)
感じてる électrique
so electric, so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
I feel electric

燃えてるんだ (燃えてるんだ)
ここにいたくて brûlant (いたくて brûlant)
火をつけよう (ignite it)
いつか fade しても (消えてしまっても)
このrushは永遠じゃなくても
今は飛び乗って
カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
でも今夜は alive

感じてる électrique
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
so electric
感じてる electric

フラッシュの海で静寂壊し
後悔も fear も全部捨てて
叫んで wildに自由なまま
ビートに任せて control 離して

感じてる électrique (so electric, so electric)
so electric (so electric, so electric)
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
I feel electric

カオスの中でも気持ちいい今夜
感じてる electric, so electric, so electric…

感じてる électrique (J-Pop reload)

I got my problems, yeah I got my problems (got my problems)
You got yours too, but we don’t stop the motion (got your problems too)
Can’t fix ’em now, just feel the light inside us
We lift our eyes, we smile and we ride
Sunset breeze on my skin, the city hums behind
This moment’s ours, leave the worry far behind
Wave after wave of sound, our hearts in time
Let’s take this ride, let the night unwind

I know I won’t feel this way forever
But I’m alive right now, let’s taste the better
Ride with me tonight, feel the heat in the air
We’re moving slow, we’re dancing without a care

I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
So good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good
So good
I feel so good
So good
So good
I feel so good

I’m just happy to be here, under moonlight and the stars
No weight on my shoulders, just rhythm in our hearts
We ride the tide of the beat, we ride the groove inside
Tonight’s a wave we catch, no more need to hide
Smile in your eyes, the breeze lifting off your hair
Feel the sunshine in my soul, free without a care
Tonight we dance until the dawn, until the light
Let’s ride this moment, make it glow, make it bright

I know the morning might bring back the shadows
But in this hour we shine, let the good times flow
Ride with me, embrace the heat in our veins
No regret, no pain, just the joy we sustain

I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
So good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good
So good
I feel so good
So good
So good
I feel so good

Let the drum beat guide us, let the light inside us
Tonight’s our ride, our flight, our spark
Feel the warmth, feel the love, feel the breeze unbind us
We shine so bright, we leave the dark

I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
So good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good (so good, so good, so good)
I feel so good
So good
I feel so good
So good
So good
I feel so good
(We ride, we ride, we ride)

I feel so good (Afro Pop reload)

كهربا في الهواء، جلد الصوت ينبض
الحرارة تكشف الطريق، أضواء تُحلّق منبعِد
عطرك سرٌّ يَهمِس في الظلمة
نبضٌ تحت الدوائر، ليلٌ انحنى والحقيقة تبدد

أركض وراء عطرك، يتحرّك مثل الزمن
تتنفّس الخطّ، تعيد رسم الخطّ، يا منبع النبض
عطرك سرٌّ … يتحرّك فيّ
نبضُك سرٌّ … وبيني هوى

أمواجُ زجاجٍ، حمى الحركة البطيئة
صدى يحترق، ما زلت أشعر بها في العُمق
سرٌّ داخل الحرارة، سرٌّ أخسر نبضَ قلبي
يتلاشى النبض، ولستُ حرّاً في هذا العشب

أركض وراء عطرك، يتحرّك مثل الزمن
تتنفّس الخطّ، تعيد رسم الخطّ، يا منبع النبض
عطرك سرٌّ … يتحرّك فيّ
نبضُك سرٌّ … وبيني هوى

في ظلال الليل، تتحوّل الحقيقة إلى حلم
جلدُ الصوت يلمسنا، والضوء يذوب فينا
أنتِ الريح، أنا السماء، ليلٌ لا ينتهي
نبضٌ واحد، قلبان يجتمعان في السرّ

أركض وراء عطرك، يتحرّك مثل الزمن
تتنفّس الخطّ، تعيد رسم الخطّ، يا منبع النبض
عطرك سرٌّ … يتحرّك فيّ
نبضُك سرٌّ … وبيني هوى

أركض خلف السرّ، في الليل حيث يقودنا النبض

You smell like أُحجِيَّة (Arabic Pop reload)

Allume, allume, la nuit s’ouvre
On monte, on monte, rien ne nous couvre

Mains levées dans l’éclat qui brûle
Les lumières coulent comme des bulles
Chaque battement nous fait décoller
Logdrums chauds sous nos pieds

Un cercle en or tourne autour de nous
La fête nous tire, on devient fous

Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme

Monte, monte, monte
Feu dans les veines, fête vivante
Monte, monte, monte
La nuit nous pousse, on s’élève ensemble

Soleil cranberry, lune citrouille
Chaque couleur dans nos corps bouillonne
Souvenirs flash, dansent sur nos peaux
On s’attache au tempo

Un cercle en or tourne autour de nous
La fête nous tire, on devient fous

Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme

Monte, monte, monte
La fête est vivante
Monte, monte, monte
On touche le ciel maintenant

Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
Allume tout, la fête s’enflamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme
On monte haut dans le ciel en flamme

Allume tout (French Dance Pop reload)

essence in the void
space inhales the unseen

A line brushes between shadow and light
Silence settles on the edge of a thought
The slightest motion charts an erased map
I walk inside the echo of a suspended note

Less is more
Less is more
Pure essence, new shape
Unless, there is more

The tempo slows, the surface retreats
Every breath becomes a moment without signal
I touch the absent, I hear the vanished beat
The minimal vibration holds a universe

Less is more
Less is more
Pure essence, new shape
Unless, there is more

In a sonic hollow I find the truth
A mote of time afloat, weightless

Less is more
Less is more
Pure essence, new shape
Unless, there is more

And in the silence I become my own reflection
Essence regained, I let the shadow fade

Unless, there is more (OST Pop reload)

Doors swing wide, the wave consumes the light
In the neon haze, we search for something right

Crowd surges like a tide beneath the ceiling high
Spotlights carve the aisle, a grave of glow in the night
Flat screens shimmering, a frontline in our eyes
We bleed for pixels, under blackout skies
Midnight riot ‘neath the price tags lost and found
Bodies hit the floor, in the echo of the sound
Shopping carts like ghosts across a metal stampede
Greed in our veins, adrenaline the seed

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
And all we want is to feel alive
In the echo of the sale, we survive

Box cutters flash like hidden steel beneath the glare
Wallets stay empty, yet the rage is everywhere
Broken displays on tired tile floors whisper the cost
Some fight for the screen, others fight for what they lost
Sunrise when the damage is done, bruises count the price
Victory hollow when you see the light but lose the night
Tape on the floor marks where our shadows fell
Yet the hunger restarts, the story we still tell

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
And all we want is to feel alive
In the echo of the sale, we survive

Neon flickers on abandoned carts,
Price tags fade yet the craving restarts
Screens in bags but the eyes remain lost
We fought for a glow that won’t fill the cost
And when the signs reset, we’ll fall in line
Another long night, another sale we buy

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
In the echo of the sale, we survive
We bleed for pixels, just to feel alive

We bleed for pixels (Indie Pop reload)

I slowly woke from dreaming, Still wiping sleep away. I couldn’t help but wonder If my eyes were telling lies— For drifting down so softly Was the year’s first snow outside.
[Verse 2] Then mama called me gently, “It’s time to start the day.” Then mama called me gently, “Come on, get dressed, Mama, dearest mama, Come take a look with me— Will you walk outside together In the first snow of the year?
[Pre-Chorus — new] The world feels still, As if it’s holding breath for us. A quiet magic fills the streets, Turning everything to dust— To shining winter dust.
[Chorus] Look up at the sky with me, The clouds are heavy, full of dancing flakes. I wish that this could last forever, A moment winter never takes. I feel so full of wonder in the first snowfall, 

[Verse 3 — new]
We wandered through the garden, Our footsteps barely heard. Each branch was lined with silver, Each rooftop touched with blur. And mama whispered softly, “Days like this are rare…” Her voice was warm and trembling In the bright and frosted air.
[Verse 4 — new]
A child from down the street came To chase the floating white, He spun around in circles With glowing cheeks of light. And laughing, I remembered How winter feels brand-new— A little piece of childhood Falling all around us too.

[Bridge — new]
And even when the cold grows deeper, I’ll keep this moment close to me. The simple joy of waking early To a world remade so quietly. A memory like a lantern glowing, Guiding me through every year. The first snow always finds me, Whispering: I’m still here.

The First Snowfall

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.

You smell like أُحجِيَّة (Arabic Pop reload)

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