RIGHTNOW is not a song. It’s a public announcement that your stress does not get to own the dance floor.
It starts like a switch flipping in your chest, then it keeps climbing. Fast drums. Round robin percussion. A house groove that refuses to apologize.
Brixley comes in like a vocal athlete with opera level control and soul level truth. Clean power. No grit. Every vowel sharp. Every note intentional.
Big Willie hits the mic with that breakdance hype energy, then trades lines like a sparring partner who can also sing. Up the octave, down the octave, right back up again.
The whole point is simple.
If you have been carrying the week on your back, this is the moment you drop it.RIGHTNOW is for the people who show up anyway.You do not need permission to move.You just need the beat.
