🚀 Reality just crashed. Welcome to GL!TCH M0D3.

This high-voltage Hyperpop banger throws you headfirst into a digital meltdown—where reality warps, firewalls break, and nothing is what it seems. With glitchy synths, distorted 808s, chaotic vocal chops, and a bass so sick it rewires your brain, "GL!TCH M0D3" is an audio overload designed to shake the system.

Lyrically, it's a neon-soaked dive into self-awareness, simulation theory, and breaking free from digital illusions—or maybe just embracing the glitch. Whether you're trapped in the code or rewriting it, this track uploads you straight into the Hyperverse.

Are you ready to break the simulation? Press play. 💾🔥

Lyrics:

I’m pixelated—fadin’,
Lost inside the matrix,
Bassline got me breakin’—
Reboot, I’m upgraded!

Neon dreams in my bloodstream,
404, no in-between!
Eyes like LEDs,
I glow, I glitch, I flee!

(Ooooh, I’m breaking out the system!)
Static in my veins, yeah, I’m on a mission!
(Ooooh, no reality restrictions!)
Upload my soul, now I’m a superstition!

🚨 I’m in GLITCH MODE! 🚨
Breakin’ through the firewall, overload!
Code rewrites, let the bass explode,
Can’t stop now—I’m in control!

💥 I’m in GLITCH MODE! 💥
Warp speed through the hyperzone!
Everything's distorted—time unfolds,
I’m not real, but I feel so close!

👾 G-G-G-G-Glitch! (woah-oh!)
🔊 B-b-b-bass so sick! (woah-oh!)
🎛️ Re-re-re-re-reboot quick!
Digital love, I’m lost in this!

I’m a virus in the circuit,
Crashin’ down but I’m still worth it!
Reprogram, no delete,
Cyberpunk kid, I run these streets!

Glass walls melt in a pixel flood,
Data storms & electric love!
Reality breaks, I take control,
I’m the glitch in the system—let’s go!

💾 Save me in your memory,
Bitcrushed but I still believe…
I’m more than just some fantasy—
Run the code and set me free…

🚨 I’m in GLITCH MODE! 🚨
Breakin’ through the firewall, overload!
Code rewrites, let the bass explode,
Can’t stop now—I’m in control!

💥 I’m in GLITCH MODE! 💥
Warp speed through the hyperzone!
Everything’s distorted—time unfolds,
I’m not real, but I feel so close!

Re…reboot complete.
User disconnected.

GL!TCH M0D3

#indie #dreamy #pop #ambient #lanadelrey @lanadelrey

We use to dream

Russian Drive-By Vol. 3 (Letting You Go Preview) [Русский Драйв-Би]

#electronica #electro #experimental #hommage #artists #davidbowie  #electroclash #rock

Best music for best people

Daydreaming through the dark times.

A song of daydreaming trying to forget your stress but it's always there as a slow building constant.

A happy accident but if you loop this track it flows perfectly into itself lol. 

Updated the track 1st August 2025 with a fresh mix and added acoustic guitar work. Also added some subtle ambient percussion and some vox for depth. 

Please feel free to leave a comment as your feedback is really valuable.

Hope you enjoy it

Daydreaming

A Rock-Metal banger with smokin' leads and an 80s Hair Band vibe

Tumble

Colors On The Floor

Inspiré de la composition D'un matin de printemps de Lili Boulanger.   Les matins sont éternels.
Découvrir : https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lili_Boulanger

Matinée Parisienne

A re-recording of an older piece that, honestly, wasn't a very good rendition. Hopefully, this version does it a little more justice... 🤞

The Traveler

Dear friends, we have seen many videos from Gaza, but I have never seen a flower there. Nor any green trees - only ruins!

Where do the Flowers Bloom

They sent their kids to the place where they
have heard is help
but they did not realise the danger
for the kids when they seek for
something to eat because hell is here
They have to run through the streets
between volleys of fires from soldiers guns
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

In other parts of the world we see
healthy children play 
under green trees with birds who are singing
for all kids who are stopping to
listen to their song since they live where they
take peace for granted when they are out on the 
streets also when the night has come
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

The nature gives so much life to all
of us who live
on this planet whereever we may be
it’s also for the people who are un-
lucky to be in the middle of disgusting hell
but they will raise and show everybody 
that the peoples wish is powerfull 
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

Lyrics in Swedish

Var slår blommorna ut

De skickade sina barn till den plats där de
har hört talas om hjälp
men de insåg inte faran
för barnen när de letar efter
något att äta eftersom helvetet är här
De måste springa genom gatorna
mellan eldsalvor från soldaters vapen
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld


I andra delar av världen ser vi
friska barn leka
under gröna träd med fåglar som sjunger
för alla barn som stannar upp för att
lyssna på deras sång eftersom de bor där de
tar fred för given när de är ute på
gatorna även när natten har kommit
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld


Naturen ger så mycket liv till alla
oss som lever
på denna planet var vi än må vara
det är också för de människor som har
otur att befinna sig mitt i det vidriga helvetet
men de kommer att resa sig och visa alla
att folkets önskan är kraftfull
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld

Where do the Flowers Bloom - 2025-08-13 18.02

👉This track grows with every bar, stacking intensity until it explodes 💣
What begins raw turns massive 🚀

It’s a daydream’s price tag
left behind – no cares, busy kick-flippin’
Lunchbox crown on a jet-lag stag
card tricks spill while the crowd keeps sippin’
Got a coin-flip swagger on a Tuesday frame
spit barcodes ‘til the cash looks tame
Basslines for parking fines
mark my words in the subway signs

Polished fork in a shoebox crown,
grinning at the law while the law looks down
Half-smile killer with a boarding pass
Sniper…smile…Police…–hit your class
Slide in the room like a glass full of thunder
Credit card cut, still I’m cashin’ that wonder
Bootleg saints in a moonlit van
With a cigarette glow and a one-hand plan
You took my go, you took my flo
And on Christmas you took my snow – what the hell is wrong with you?
“He’s wild”
Bass light dads in the folding chairs,
telling ghost stories ‘bout the wrong bass snares
“You keep that low end out my yard
or I’ll tax your kicks like a credit card”
 
Why you walk like that?  
‘Cause the ground’s afraid of me, babe  
Why you talk like that?  
‘Cause the words just beg to misbehave  
But I keep drums loud in a paper-thin hall
make the wallpaper sweat ‘til the portraits fall
Sugarcoat venom in a handshake scheme
flip that script like a vending machine

Bass light dads in the back of the lot  
Turn it down – you know what you got 
I said no, I said no, I said I run this show  
Bass light dads gonna let it all blow  
Bass Light Dads – can’t turn me down
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town
Sniper smile Police–eyes on the crown,
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound

Then Dreymond Green say, 
“Sit the fuck down, son – I got a story to tell”  
It’s a long one, you might be old before we’re done as well  
G is for Green – and ya’ll know what that mean  
He has no wish to be seen… unless he’s on the scene  

Shot his own pet alligator in the yard last week  

So, Six million pizzas to bake, hence a rush, need more ovens
Kanye nods-agrees, now play that beat!
An aligator down in backyard, dogs fell, rumors of humans too
Dinsdale Piranha cameo drop – whispers in shadows 
“you must be new in the hood…”
I got jailhouse manners in a limousine mood
pocket full of rumors and a fork for food
I’m the landlord’s landlord, rent in reverse
charge you for breathing and bill you for thirst
Crosswalk outlaw with a frostbite tongue
make a grown man run when the beat gets swung

“Why you walk like that?”  
‘Cause the ground’s afraid of me, babe  
“Why you talk like that?”  
‘Cause the words just beg to misbehave  
But I keep drums loud in a paper-thin hall
bitch please, her dance break knees, with ease 
like the dancing Israelis
Flip that script like a vending machine
Tie clip sharp like a crowbar smile in a concrete dive
Sniper…Smile…Police-shadowing every mile
Bass light dads on the back porch glare
but I blow their caps off with the kick right there

“Turn it down–you know what you got”  
I said no, I said no, I said I run this show  
Bass light dads gonna let it all blow  
Bass Light Dads – can’t turn me down
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town
Sniper…smile…Police…–eyes on the crown
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound

Run your whole block like a crossword clue
and the answer’s always just “don’t be you.”

Sniper Smile Police–better grin real wide  
Sniper stale police – you can’t run, can’t hide  
They’ll summon your face like a late-night sin  
Catch you stone-faced, and the board go in  
Fold that map ‘cause I win the streets
turn left twice just to meet my beats

I’m the madest page missing in a holy book,
got the preacher’s car keys and a the party look,
Run my hands through the skyline’s hair,
while the city screams back, “you don’t live here”
 I’ll paint your shadow on a billboard sign,
then sell it back twice just to make it mine,

Bass Light Dads – can’t turn me down,
Kick so deep it’ll shake your town,
SNIPER…SMILE…POLICE…–never backing down,
Every beat I drop’s like a four-ton pound.

DinsDale Piranha

Xak Stahl: Alchemist of Sound, Architect of Emotion

Xak Stahl is a genre-blurring music artist, sonic storyteller, and relentless experimenter. Every track he creates is a new world—a kaleidoscope of indie folk, alt-pop, electronica, and global flavors—infused with raw emotion and boundless curiosity. Xak’s music isn’t just heard; it’s felt.

From Shadow to Spotlight

For Xak, music is metamorphosis. His journey began in the shadows, transmuting heartbreak and struggle into songs that glow with hope. Early anthems like “Neon Dreams” and “Rising Through the Darkness” invite listeners to find their own light. His newest project, Major Arcana, channels the mysteries of the Tarot—each song an archetype, each lyric a step along the path from the Fool’s first leap to the wisdom of The World.

More Than Music: A Multisensory Universe

But Xak isn’t confined to sound. As a visual artist and writer, he crafts immersive stories that spill across genres and languages—sometimes haunting, sometimes playful, always honest. Whether he’s conjuring lush soundscapes, weaving bilingual lyrics, or creating striking visuals, Xak’s art dares you to feel deeper and dream wilder.

An Invitation to Transformation

Join Xak Stahl on a sonic odyssey that blurs borders—between genres, between artforms, between you and the music. Each release is an invitation to explore, to heal, to become. For Xak, every song is a spell, every album a universe. The only question is: are you ready to step inside?

GL!TCH M0D3

XAK STAHL