Jc Lodge, Make It Up To You. (reggae) -

The rhythm dropped—a classic, swaying lovers rock groove. Her voice slid over the music like honey over warm toast. She sang about the long nights, the pride she was ready to drop, and the simple, soulful promise to fix what was broken.

Tonight wasn't just another set. In the front row sat Marcus, the man she’d let walk away over a misunderstanding that seemed so small now. JC Lodge, Make it up to You. (Reggae)

“Let me make it up to you,” she cooed, her vibrato catching the smoke in the air. The rhythm dropped—a classic, swaying lovers rock groove

The bassline hummed through the floorboards of the Blue Lagoon Club, a deep, rhythmic pulse that felt like a heartbeat. JC Lodge stood backstage, adjusting her gold hoop earrings and smoothing the silk of her emerald dress. She could hear the crowd murmuring, the clinking of glasses, and the distant, sweet scent of jerk chicken wafting in from the street. Tonight wasn't just another set