Acute overload.
Electric surges.
The connectors fire,
third curve:
full throttle.

Apex.
Hold.
Drift.

I am the sandstorm
that holds the river,
takes the curve,
and paints an image into chaos.

Sketch of a Sandstorm

G3NOT /ˈdʒiːnɑːt/
You read the name. But do you hear it?
I'm not here to fit in - I'm here to short-circuit your algorithm.
Noise with a grin. Silence with intent.
G3NOT: The glitch you can't debug.

/breɪk/

This isn't music - it's sabotage in stereo.
Smile. It's not a mask.
G3NOT - your skip button's existential crisis.

/breɪk/
I am a Klangfurtoniker.
Not a musician. Not a therapist. Not a performer.

I shape moods,
not because they are beautiful,
but because they exist.

I take the moment,
fold it like a piece of paper –
audible.
tangible.
I shape it into a frequency
that fits me.

Not perfect.
Not pleasant.
But real.

The heartbeat as bass,
my breath as a pad,
my smile as a subtle glitch.
And within it all –
a Joker.
Laughing inside me,
because I found the tone
in which I can bear myself.

I don’t project outward.
I let the inside become audible.

I am my own space,
my own speaker,
my own echo.

I am a Klangfurtoniker.
I hear myself –
and keep shaping.

/breɪk/

Electronic. Rough. Probably still far from finished – but who says you have to start quietly?
I make music for myself. And share it, because silence isn’t always the better choice.
Just a beginning. In waves and noises.

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