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5am Mu5ic
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🎶 DJ | Mashups & Remixes Across Decades
💿 Funk • Disco • Pop • House • Soul
📀 Vinyl lover
👇 Hit play & feel the vibe
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Had the 7” of “Change of Heart,” played it on a Penny that chewed vinyl for sport. Garden rave, neighbors horrified, parents confused. Kids tapped out—too deep, not enough cartoon mice. Lauper was my spirit guide. Shep remix. Bangles on backup. No shame. #CyndiLauper #ChangeOfHeart
November 11, 2025 at 2:36 PM
At first I brushed off EWF, but Gratitude proved pure genius — funk, soul & jazz fused in celebration. Live cuts aren’t my usual, yet Devotion shines sweet like honey. Moral: spin it yourself, catch the vibe, let the groove speak. #EarthWindandFire #Gratitude
November 11, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Liza Minnelli: pure force of nature. PSB turned her album into architecture—voice the chandelier. “Don’t Drop Bombs” stuns, brutal then tender. Grace, grit, legacy—only Liza embodies art with such heart. #LizaMinnelli
November 10, 2025 at 10:21 AM
The Immaculate Collection turns 35.
Went in for one album, left with pop royalty.
Became a bootlegger, a heretic, and the coolest kid on the block—all in one afternoon.
Full story on my IG.
#Madonna #TheImmaculateCollection
November 9, 2025 at 1:10 PM
Intimacy gave us slow jams, grooves & lyrics that made you feel seen. 32 yrs later it’s still velvet. The moment I fell for Jody Watley’s music—some albums change taste, this one changed my standards. #jodywatley
November 9, 2025 at 12:20 PM
Before Confessions, Madonna gave us acoustic detention. Then came BPM salvation—every track slapped, except “Hung Up,” a glittery migraine Stuart Price barely rescued from ABBA’s soulless disco vault. #Madonna #ConfessionsOnaDancefloor
November 8, 2025 at 11:35 PM
𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜 isn’t a ballad—it’s a funeral march. MJ screamed for the planet in 1995. We danced past it. Now the Fossil Fool calls climate change “𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘣.” Oceans choke, species vanish. The song still echoes. Too late, too true.
#MichaelJackson #EarthSong
November 8, 2025 at 8:52 AM
I didn’t get Pfizer—I got Kylie. During lockdown, Disco turned my kitchen into Studio 54. Stir-fry struts, glitter immunity, and unsolicited hip thrusts were my side effects. #KylieMinogue #Disco
November 6, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Whitney’s I’m Your Baby Tonight turns 35. Bought the CD like it was soul in shrink wrap. Had the laser sweating, stuttering, praying for mercy. Yvonne Turner Mix clears. Stevie duet heals. All The Man That I Need? Resurrection. She still slaps.
#WhitneyHouston #ImYourBabyTonight
November 6, 2025 at 7:26 AM
17 years off & Blondie still dropped heat 🔥
🎶 “Maria” = certified banger
🎤 Coolio collab? Wild but it slaps
💿 2025 reissue = remastered + rare gems 💎
Debbie Harry = forever THAT girl 💅
#Blondie #NoExit
November 4, 2025 at 12:55 PM
Delayed this until every copy landed—CD, vinyl. She didn’t drop an album, she issued a decree. Short songs aside, the title track is proof: artistry isn’t dead. Her voice? A realm. The grooves? Royal. #MariahCarey #HereForItAll
November 4, 2025 at 10:58 AM
Sade’s Promise turns 40. One beat of Sweetest Taboo and I’m back in 1985. If they tour again, I’ve got tabs open, organs prepped, and PayPal locked. Just say the word. #Sade #Promise
November 4, 2025 at 8:24 AM
Taped Broken English off the radio—no one around me would’ve played it. Sharp RD-620DS chewed the tape, but the mood stayed: tense, cinematic, forbidden. One of my first music memories. Faithfull didn’t comfort—she confirmed. #MarianneFaithfull
November 2, 2025 at 10:23 AM
The Ruler of storytelling. Velvet menace. Gold chain mythmaker. In ’88, Rick dropped cinematic bars—slick, venomous, rogue bedtime tales. While rap found its voice, he narrated with style. Rick didn’t spit—he told. No one’s done it better since. #SlickRick
November 1, 2025 at 1:27 PM
If you don’t like Jamiroquai, you clap on 1 and 3 and call funk “a bit much.” This isn’t disco — it’s the ghost of groove, humming through a club that burned down in ’79. Not for the masses. For the emotionally literate. Groove is memory. #Jamiroquai #RockDustLightStar
November 1, 2025 at 9:59 AM
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October 31, 2025 at 6:37 PM
Released 30 years ago!
This isn’t rap—it’s decay in motion. Muggs crafts loops that crawl, thick as mildew. Paranoia? No—presence. Something’s here. Let it rot. Lights off. Alone. #CypressHill #TemplesOfBoom
October 31, 2025 at 7:38 AM
Do I want your sex? Only if it’s guilty, groovy, and banned in three countries. Faith = lust, shame, sax, and that ass shot that rewired a generation. Pop never recovered. #GeorgeMichael #Faith
October 30, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Invincible was sabotage in silk: no tour, no push, just MJ whispering through the static. Jerkins aged like dial-up, but MJ bent his beats into marble. Jam & Lewis? Velvet. Teddy? Eternal. Invincible? MJ’s last séance—and he made it timeless.
#MichaelJackson #Invincible
October 30, 2025 at 7:10 AM
Heroes is a breakup. Side A’s clean hits. Side B? Wired, weird, whispering through static. Bowie gives the high, then wreckage. This Japanese press? Stupid clean. Sonic truth. If all vinyl hit like this, it’d be religion. #DavidBowie #Heroes
October 29, 2025 at 10:18 AM
Female MCs? Always been gospel. Da Brat was brass-knuckle brat mode. Yo-Yo played chess in heels. Same-day drop: Anuthatantrum vs Total Control. One screamed, one schemed. No filler. Just blueprint and backbone. The echoes still slap. #DaBrat #YoYo
October 29, 2025 at 9:26 AM
This record’s a mess—a deliberate, Detroit-ass mess. Loops, chaos, heartbreak. George made Where Did Your Heart Go? untouchable. Out Come the Freaks? Funk so nasty you could fuck your hips up. Bassline grabs you by the spine and doesn’t let go. #WasNotWas
October 29, 2025 at 9:17 AM
Working from home? More like surviving in stereo.
Benatar doesn’t keep me company—she keeps me conscious.
“Heartbreaker” is my caffeine.
Controlled demolition, sleazy guitars, no polish, no permission—just combustion.
#PatBenatar #InTheHeatOfTheNight
October 28, 2025 at 9:42 AM
Before ghosting had a name, Hall & Oates were already watching. Private Eyes nailed the digital dread: stories stalked, silence decoded. 𝙄 𝘾𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙂𝙤 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩? A velvet refusal. Covered, sampled, flipped—and still filed under “essential.” #HallandOates #PrivateEyes
October 28, 2025 at 9:04 AM
40 years since Grace Jones bent time, sound, and fashion to her will. Slave to the Rhythm wasn’t an album—it was a sonic autobiography. Eight versions. One obsession. Goude split her like a glitch. Grace didn’t follow icons. She became one. #GraceJones
October 28, 2025 at 6:59 AM