"Laniakea" traces the vast gravitational highway that binds our local universe — not as something distant, but as a living presence. It's a meditation on the cosmic web that holds galaxies in its flow, where dark matter moves unseen and ancient forces shape eternity. A song for those who feel the pull of the great unknown, and dare to follow it.

Threads of light

Laniakea

Sunsets & Cigarettes

#stonerrock #postpunkrock #rockmusic #dark #alternativerock #sad #emotional #indierock #winter #rainy #wendir #deep #poetry #new #playlist #deepempotion #drive

Endless void 


Shattered glass on the pavement
Broken dreams for payment
Cold nights never ending
Empty bottles descending

[Verse 2]
Lost in a maze of sorrow
Bleeding hearts we borrow
Screams echo in the distance
Crying for resistance

[Chorus]
Drowning in this endless void
Chaos we can't avoid
Tears fall like acid rain
Stuck in this cycle of pain

[Verse 3]
Rusty nails in the coffin
Hope is something forgotten
Dark clouds hanging low
What we reap is what we sow

[Bridge]
Silence screams in the dark
Lost souls leave their mark
Shadows creeping closer
Life's a cruel imposer

[Chorus]
Drowning in this endless void
Chaos we can't avoid
Tears fall like acid rain
Stuck in this cycle of pain

Endless Void-Wendir

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Indie Rock, Slowcore, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie, Alternative

Accidental Acrobat

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Art Rock, Slowcore, Indie Rock, Alternative

monoculture (i)

London’s Song 1 couldn’t care less about being original. Or about what you think. Their music? A shameless tribute to everything they’ve ever loved — from 90s alt-rock to 00s indie anthems and back again. They’re not copying, they’re honouring. Not stealing, but levelling up. Not reinventing the wheel, just flooring the gas pedal.

Rooms Without Names kicks off with a deliciously groovy bassline and an off-kilter drumbeat that fits the track like a glove. The vocals are given all the space they deserve, while the guitars weave in and out, keeping everything wide open and full of air.

And then there’s the chorus — so catchy it feels instantly familiar, like a song you've known for years. Before you know it, you’re singing along.

Halfway through, the track builds into a bold bridge that hits with the kind of impact you’ve come to expect from Song 1’s previous two singles — only to seamlessly slide right back into the vibe laid out from the very first notes.

Not curious yet? Hit play. You’ll get it the moment you hear it.

Song 1 - Rooms Without Names

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Chillwave, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, New Wave, Indie, Alternative

protocol (i know what it's like to be different)

protocol (i know what it’s like to be different)

How it began (Prod. YoungTaylor)

Secret

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chillwave, Neo-Psychedelica, Bedroom Pop, Indie Rock, Sophisti-Pop, Alternative

it’s all happening

Exit Wound Diagram (Colin)
lyrics by Colin & ChatGPT
image & music by Suno AI

Exit Wound Diagram (Colin)

System breathes in binary ash
A pulse traced backward through
glass-on-glass
Click-click friction beneath the floor
Humming like wires that ask for more

Glossed and silent, lips erase
Patterns form where hands replace
The codes were carved in borrowed sand
The words were wrong but still they stand

Exit wound diagram
Framed in polite collapse
Speak in pre-approved collapse
Signs on paper, ticks in gaps

Feedback smells of kitchen steel
Spilling truths we failed to feel
A zero blinks, it sheds its skin
And loops the error back again

Fractured glass in tactical lines
Ink from the mouth of machines that divine
A tremor, a smudge, a sanctioned mistake
The bones rearranged for the future’s sake

Exit wound diagram
Drawn in machine regret
Shake the dust from each command
Nothing’s gone, it just resets

What we made — we can’t unmake
What we break — we can’t forsake
In the hum: a threat, a prayer
Exit wound, but no one’s there


Exit Wound Diagram (Colin)

There is no if nor how, there is only now

protocol (i know what it’s like to be different)

Primitive Painter