Close your eyes. You know that moment - mirror foggy from the bathroom light that's been on too long, fluorescent hum in the background, and suddenly you're face to face with every path you didn't take. This track lives in that space.

Picture broken neon signs flickering in the desert night. Each buzz and electrical surge marking time like a metronome of regret. That 60hz hum becomes your heartbeat. The dying bulbs become your rhythm. Somewhere between vaporwave's nostalgia and desert rock's endless horizons, there's a sound for everyone who's ever wondered "what if?"

This is music for the night shift. For the ladder climbers fixing what's broken. For anyone pushing through another day while carrying dreams that feel heavier each year. The warped casino organs aren't just sounds - they're every jackpot you didn't hit. The steel pedal guitar cries like every goodbye you should've said differently.

Mixed at 72 BPM - the pace of deliberate work, of careful repair, of slowly rebuilding what fell apart.
Question for you: We all have that one moment we replay at 3 AM. What broken neon sign are you still trying to fix? Drop a comment - sometimes the first step forward is admitting where we've been stuck. 🌃

"The lights may flicker, but they haven't gone dark yet."

COULD'VE BEEN (Last Night at the Neon Graveyard)

I just want to dance to my own music with you all. Experience it together, as I truely find joy in knowing my actions are significant. 

Initiate a Convo in the Comments, then we'll go from there. I'll follow up with everyone.

COULD'VE BEEN (Last Night at the Neon Graveyard)

Cruise Control