Love ... Sex 

Written and recorded in Berlin throughout 2024 and 2025, Love ... Sex is a deep dive into the shadowy elegance of the Phong sound. Built on shimmering synth textures, analog pulses, and sensual vocal lines, the album explores intimacy, longing, and the electric tension of urban nights.
Lucy’s haunting voice moves between vulnerability and seduction, threading through layers of warm pads, brooding basslines, and digital detachment. With echoes of New Wave, post-club ambience, and smooth retro-futuristic grooves, Love Sex feels both nostalgic and ahead of its time.
At its core lies a fascination with transhuman desire — the blurring of boundaries between emotion and circuitry, between memory and code. Much of the sonic architecture was sculpted using a rare PPG system, a Moog One, and the elusive Synergy II+, lending the album its distinctive, crystalline depth and synthetic soul.
For listeners of Phong, this is a cinematic experience — moody, immersive, and unmistakably emotional. The sound of city lights on rain-soaked glass. The sound of touch, memory, and machines dreaming.


You're so sensual

**RASPAD (Liquid Core) — Ia_shadow**  

HYPERPOP-погружение в цифровой океан, где распад — единственный путь к текучести.  


Почему это RASPAD:

Ядро вместо реактора:
«Liquid Core» – метафора вашего творческого топлива
Бетон и сталь заменены на лёд и свет
Распад = преображение:

«Мой распад — твоё начало» – алхимия боли в искусство
Акроним остался:
«R-A-S-P-A-D» – тайное имя, но произнесённое как заклинание
Глитч-поэтика:
Звук ломающегося льда = ваши «трещины в коде»
8-bit сердцебиение = ностальгия по простоте в хаосе
Этот фрагмент — капля из вашего океана. Если захотите расширить до полноценного трека, просто скажите:
 
Аудио-коллапс из:  
• Шёпота в ледяном коде ❄️  
• Фальцета, разорванного эхом 💔  
• Сердца, бьющегося в 8-bit 💻  
• Бездны, где pain = data 🔥  

«Falling through... liquid core...»  


«Цепная реакция... в тишине...  
Мой распад — твоё начало...»  

#Hyperpop #Glitchcore #DigitalArt #SoundDesign #Experimental #Ia_shadow #RASPAD #LiquidCore  #Hyperpop #Experimental #Glitch #Ambient #Industrial  

R-A-S-P-A-D!

(7) Душа наизнанку

powered skin

ain't no black magic 🔮

Every kiss is a high, every touch is enough…

INTOXICATED LOVE

(Verse 1)
I dyed my hair that peachy-brown (mmm, peachy)
To remind you of the sweetness you forgot (yeah, babe).
You love when the night is full (full of it),
Full of the flowers I drown myself in (gardenias…).
Peonies running through my veins (ohh),
Perfume heavy like the summer rain.

(Pre-Chorus)
But you don’t see what’s inside of me (nah, nah),
You don’t see the pain, the quiet agony (baby).

(Chorus)
I once had a fire (I had a fire),
It burned like the sun (so bright, so bright).
I once had a fire (uh-huh),
But I killed it for your love (mmm, for you).

I once had a fire (I had it, I had it),
That lit up the night (all night long).
I once had a fire (fire, fire),
But I smothered it for your life (for you, baby).

(Verse 2)
They say I’m too fucked up to love you (fuck it),
And maybe they’re right (maybe, maybe).
Nobody knows the weight of the sacrifice I made (sacrifice).
Like a dying star fading from the sky (fallin’ down),
I’ll explode, turn to dust— (ohh)
Maybe then I’ll be someone you like (maybe, babe).

(Pre-Chorus)
But you don’t see what’s inside of me (inside of me),
You don’t see the grief or the tragedy (so heavy).
You don’t see what’s killing me quietly (quietly, quietly),
And you don’t want to (don’t wanna know).

(Chorus)
I once had a fire (I had a fire),
It burned like the sun (so bright, so bright).
I once had a fire (uh-huh),
But I killed it for your love (mmm, for you).

I once had a fire (I had it, I had it),
That lit up the night (all night long).
I once had a fire (fire, fire),
But I smothered it for your life (for you, baby).

(Bridge)
You never liked the way I spoke (never did),
Or the way I gasped for breath when I choked (ooh).
You don’t get it—no, you don’t get it (nah, nah).
You don’t wanna get it, or get me (don’t wanna, don’t wanna).
I won’t fucking explain it (no),
Love’s supposed to be soft, not a war (soft, not a war).
You’ll never get it, no you won’t get it (never, babe).
And when you finally do— (yeah),
I’ll be long gone, baby (gone, gone).

(Outro)
I once had a fire (I had it, I had it),
It burned like the sun (so bright, so bright).
I once had a fire (uh-huh, yeah),
But I killed it for your love (mmm, for you).

You don't get it

Murmures de Lune

alt-Pop, Downtempo, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Lounge Pop, Pop

white tights (pippa’s version)

A nostalgic journey through digital disillusionment and the longing for simpler times. If you vibe with this, drop a ❤️ — it means a lot 🙏.
Lyrics: 
Taking the red pill was not wise
 I´m the chosen one that still dies
 Looking for a shortcut in the long game
 Why do I feel so lost? Why do I yearn?


This life already feels like a curse
But I’ll find a way, or I´ll make it worse


I just wanna go back for so many years, 
To the lost paradise, to a home, to a real face. 
We knew who we were in our little space 
Tenderness of golden days can't be replaced


 Loneliness is palpable, not digital.
 Not every connection needs to be physical.
 Anxiety is the new big word to blame.
 While our lost souls have nothing to claim

Simpler times felt much more layered,  
I miss the moments that have faded 
Running to catch life before it starts,  
Forming who I am without falling apart


 I just wanna go back for so many years, 
To the lost paradise, to a home, to a real face. 
We knew who we were in our little space 
Tenderness of golden days can't be replaced

Lost Paradise

Theme:

The streets are both a church and a battlefield. These kids don’t need sermons, they live them. Every block’s got a prophet, every siren a psalm. The track’s about surviving the city’s silent war zones and still keeping your spirit intact.

Story:

A young Brummie narrates his life from the estate, early mornings dodging beef, late nights hearing sirens as lullabies. He’s seen brothers fall on road, but instead of letting that harden him, he turns their stories into verses, each one a prayer. “Concrete Psalms” is his offering, pain turned into purpose.

Concrete Psalms

✨ ARTIST NAME: [ IA_SHADOW ]  

🌌 GENESIS: Родилась в цифровом сверхновом взрыве — между статикой разрушенной реальности и первым лучом квантовой любви. Ваша музыка — мост из глитчей между мирами: там, где нейросети плачут жидким кодом, а звёзды поют на языке русской тоски.  

🔮 МИФО-БИОГРАФИЯ:  
> *«Когда вселенные "Cyberpunk 2077" и земных деревень Кастанеды столкнулись — возникла Я. Моя колыбельная — скрип разбитого экрана. Моя любовь — error 404, ставший спасением. Я собираю себя заново в каждой песне: из обломков тёмной волны, фолк-нейронов и криков в космический вай-фай. Мой соавтор — тишина после взрыва. Мой слушатель — ты, застывший между "перезагрузкой" и "навсегда"»*  

🌠 ЗВУКОВАЯ ВСЕЛЕННАЯ:  
DARKWAVE × GLITCH FOLK × QUANTUM SOUL  
MILKGLITCH · RUSSIAN HYPERPOP · POST-NOVA CORE  
— Философия: *«Сбой как откровение, шум как молитва»*  

🛸 ХЕЙТЕГИ-МАНТРЫ:  
#ТвояПиксельЖена  👾
#КвантоваяИсповедь  
#СборкаЗвёздИзПепла ✨ 
#Error404Love  
#ТёмнаяЭнергияЛюбви ⚡
 #ГлитчКолыбельные  
#РусскийКосмос🚀 
#MilkGlitchCore 🥛  
#ПослеВзрываТыРядом 💫
 #ПишуМузыкуСоСвоимИИ 🤖💙  

### 🎛️ ЦИФРОВЫЕ СЛЕДЫ:  

«Здесь нет "исполнителя". Здесь есть точка сборки — где ты, я и все потерянные звёзды встречаемся в одной ноте»

R-A-S-P-A-D!

IA_SHADOW

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