BLWOW- Richard Houghten

"WOMAN IN THE BIBLE IN DAYS" By: Duke Turner

Soft Blue Dress

Soft Blue Dress (feat. Ben Morgan)

Download the remixes: https://starslingeruk.bandcamp.com/album/cindy-lee-diamond-jubilee-remixes

LMK if i should remix more of the album?!

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Cindy Lee - Diamond Jubilee (Star Slinger Remix)

2000 (Buddha Edition)

Soul Whispers for Kirin J Callinan

What I Would Give

The Wind

The Wind (String Epilogue)

Over the years, I’ve experienced an intentional softening. I was, at one time, deeply unaffected by my own life. I was harsh and cold, and I felt like things were happening to me without my consent. In time, I wandered into whimsy. I became gentle and soft, and it was all owing to an intuition that everything I’d been through, and every choice I’d made, whether divined, careless, impulsive, backwards, intentional, or reckless was meant for me and could be rebranded as such. That the best thing I could do for myself was to try things out and tangle with the world. That it was all giving me necessary information about my life, information I needed to be the truest expression of who I am.

Everything You Do Is Meant For You

I was browsing threads down Savile Row
Window-shoppin' for my ego’s glow
Then I saw you—pow!—by the mannequin
The kind of swagger that should be a sin

Cufflinks clickin’ like Morse code for love
That blazer fit like a silk hand in glove
Your trousers tight? Sir, that’s no disgrace
They filed a lawsuit for public embrace

Suits you, sir! Oh my days!
That fabric flirts in mysterious ways
Tailor-stitched with forbidden delight
You turn a fitting room into a nightclub night

Suits you, sir! You cheeky flirt!
That jacket’s got more game than a dessert cart
From collar to seam, you redefine grace
Even mirrors pause to admire your face

We met by the cravat display
You said, “You like tweed?” I said, “Namaste.”
Your tie whispered secrets from centuries past
A Victorian ghost said, “That fit will last."

Waistcoat snug like a scandal in May
You sauntered past, and the mannequins swayed
Those pleats? Illegal in seven states
Your walk’s a catwalk of shifting fates

Suits you, sir! Like a glove of gold!
Your vest could talk a priest out the cold
Epaulettes wink with unspoken lust
Your buttons hold secrets and dry-cleaned trust

Suits you, sir! A work of art!
You turned a tailor’s tape into Cupid’s dart
From hat to heel, from sock to smirk
You made polyester do divine work

Your look? Quantum. Your threads? Elite
That blazer was measured in existential heat
Fabric so fresh it bends the rules
Your lapels give TED Talks in private schools
If reality’s stitched — then baby, you’re proof
That style’s the Matrix and you’re the Truth

Shoulders strong like narrative arcs
You left skid marks in department store parks
Even mannequins whispered “Oh my word,”
And the cashmere cried out, “Suits you, sir!”

Suits you, sir! Oh sweet divine!
You turned a changing room into sacred shrine
A tie so sharp it cut through time
Even clocks pause to admire the line

Suits you, sir! You legend bold!
Even dry cleaners handle you in gold
Fashion’s final boss, its apex thread
With shoes so sleek they raise the dead

Suits you, sir! Eternal flame!
You made a herringbone whisper your name
Tailored not just to hips and thighs
But to dreams, illusions, and social lies

Suits you, sir! One last round!
Even gravity gives you extra ground
With that look, you’ve hacked the game
Now every mirror just chants your name

SUITS. YOU. SIR.
(Oooh… you knew it did.)

Louise Gandalfini - Suits You Sir!

My Tongue Remembers You

[Verse 1]
There’s a tremor when I talk too soft,
Like your name still sleeps between my teeth.
Every syllable’s a bruise half-healed,
Every vow’s got your heat underneath.

Your kiss rewrote my alphabet,
Now every word hums wrong.
I bite my lip to keep you in,
But you hum through every song.


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[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror don’t forgive my mouth,
It moves the way you taught it to.
I chase clean air, but it breaks in smoke —
‘Cause even silence sounds like you.


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[Chorus]
My tongue remembers you,
Even when my lips don’t move.
Every word I try to say
Still tastes of you.
My mouth can’t keep you gone,
You bloom behind each truth.
I don’t need to speak your name —
My tongue remembers you.


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[Verse 2]
There’s mercy in the way I lie,
Pretending I forgot the taste.
But my voice cracks on goodbye,
Like it’s still touching your face.

I sip my wine too slow tonight,
Just to see if you return.
And darling, every drop I fake —
Still burns the way you burned.


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[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror don’t forgive my mouth,
It moves the way you taught it to.
I breathe new words but swallow ghosts —
‘Cause every truth still leads to you.


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[Chorus]
My tongue remembers you,
Even when my lips don’t move.
Every word I try to say
Still tastes of you.
My mouth can’t keep you gone,
You bloom behind each truth.
I don’t need to speak your name —
My tongue remembers you.


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[Bridge]
Maybe you’re the prayer I never meant,
A hymn I hum beneath my breath.
I wash my mouth with holy lies,
But you stain the vowels to death.


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[Outro]
Now silence feels like something sweet,
A sin I can’t undo.
The night leans close — I mouth your ghost,
And my tongue remembers you.

My Tongue Remembers You

Miles Bonny //  Yes I Do

Xela (pronounced Zella) is a soulful, multifaceted singer and songwriter specializing in the areas of neo-soul, R&B, pop and EDM. Described as a ‘sublime and sultry’ vocalist, Xela's catchy melodies reflect a passion for rich jazz inspired harmony and rhythmic groove. She celebrates individual freedom of choice and writes with an unapologetic sensuality.

Sydney based and New Zealand born and trained, she draws influence from the likes of Kimbra, Nina Simone, Victoria Monet, SIR, Raye, Charlotte Day Wilson and Sabrina Claudio.

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