Thanks so much to @hillswum for producing breed like animals & the slow burn of love !!!~~~

Breed like animals
Now I understand it all
Breed like a machine
It's ugly to be clean

I am everyone i've ever been
Everyone i've ever been
Instinct feeds my burn
Ripples in the trees

Am I the only one brave enough to do it right?
Slicing off my tongue to sing tonight
Mottled grains of color
Eat my eyes

Vessel for a heart so old
Desolation Angel
Breed like desolation angels
Breed like wretched animals

Terrible ancient animals

Desolation rockstars
Terrible sordid indie rockers

Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals

You couldn't even begin
To understand it
And I love that
It's cute when you try

Everything about our lives
Defies convention
And obviously this world is sick but
I suck at pretending

I suck at pretending
I suck at pretending

I'm an animal
I'm an animal

Desperation angels
Desperation
Terrible and ancient
Terrible

Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals
Breed like animals

breed like animals (prod. hill swum)

for My Strange

The slow burn of love
Is what I'm really here for
Show me everything you're made of
And I want you even more

Oh
Peeling back the layers
Of every simple slow day
Together I never get bored
Of hearing the same stories
Again and again

Please tell that story again
I could recite your heart from memory

Please tell that story again
You tell it like it happened yesterday

Every detail
Every moment
Significant

I'm not scared of your flaws
I need to know it all
If this love is true
There's nothing to hide
And nothing to prove
No nothing to prove

The slow burn of love
I could recite your heart from memory
The slow burn of love
I crave you forever so terribly

I do not crush
I do not chase
I am fixated
On one face

It defies romance
It's not a game
To me
It's lifetimes
Of finding you
Again

Finding you again
Finding you again

The slow burn
The slow burn of love
The slow
The slow burn
The slow burn of love

the slow burn of love (prod. hill swum)

Tough love
I give tough love
Cus I care too much
To see you fuck it up like I did

Tough love
I am too tough
Cus i'd rather be blunt
Than make everything complicated

Such a cliche
I sleep through the day
Dream i'm driving in reverse
Down the highway

The promise in the pain
Is that it spurs you to change
But when I wake i'm afraid
It's just a game

Tough love
I give tough love
I give tough love
I give tough love

Cut me with the sword of truth
I need to see the world for what it is

If only I could be nice
Everyone wants my advice
Because they know them i'm right
But they don't like when I
Call it like
It is

Tough love in a heartbeat
I can't be sweet all the time
I can't be sweet all the time
Sometimes you gotta be harsh
To be kind

Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love

too tough

We all grieve differently
Just trying to get it right
You're sleeping peacefully
But you're living by my side

You live in photographs
You live in the breeze
You live in the corner of my eye
Where you don't think i'll see

You live in the empty parking lots
You live in the crowd at the show
You live inbetween each reality
And i'm ok, cus I know

In 2014 I had a dream
I dreamt I was a child
I heard a knock at the door
And you were standing there
And you smiled

In your arms so angry
I hit you and kicked you
I miss you and
I just cried

I asked you why you left
And you smiled

You look healthy when I dream of you
You look like yourself
You look healthy when I dream of you
And that's all I can ask

you smiled

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ
ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ, ɪɴ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ
ᴏɴᴇ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɢᴏ, ᴛᴡᴏ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴀɢᴏ

ᴇᴍᴇʀᴀʟᴅ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ, ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴇᴅ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ, ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏᴍᴘʜᴏɴʏ
3 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡ ʀᴏᴀᴅꜱ

ᴘᴀʏ ɴᴏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ
ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀɴ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ-
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ
ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ.

(ᴛᴏᴛᴏ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ) x 2

ꜱᴘɪʀᴀʟꜱ, ʙᴀʀɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ
ʜᴏᴛ ᴀɪʀ, ʀᴜʙʏ ꜱʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀꜱ

ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ
ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴ ᴋᴀɴꜱᴀꜱ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ

ɪ’ᴠᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴꜱ, ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴏʀᴏᴛʜʏ

ᴘᴀʏ ɴᴏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ
ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀɴ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ-
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ
ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ.

(ᴛᴏᴛᴏ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ, ᴛᴏᴛᴏ) x 2

TOTO

oh maybe,
would you be in love with me?
ba- baby,
you don't even wanna see me lately
are you really trynna drive me crazy?
now i'm only waiting on you.

guess I want it after all
my clothes are soaked in aperol
so let me know when you've had enough
i'll swallow it down when it's through my skull
one more time
why the hell are you so hard to please?
maybe I should fall for someone else
and maybe time off is what I need

oh maybe,
would you be in love with me?
now baby,
you don't even wanna see me lately
are you really trynna drive me crazy?
now i'm only waiting on you.
oh maybe,
would you be in love with me?
ba- baby,
you don't even wanna see me lately
are you really trynna drive me crazy?
now i'm only waiting on you.

baby, that's why I hate myself
wish I was someone else
I died at half past twelve
did you even notice?
I'm ready now to run it back,
and you,
didn't even know it sounds like that.
but you found a way to turn around and spit it back
and you found a way to turn around and spit it back.

now,
one more time
why the hell are you so hard to please?
maybe I should fall for someone else
and maybe I love your harmonies

oh maybe,
would you be in love with me?
now baby,
you don't even wanna see me lately
are you really trynna drive me crazy?
now i'm only waiting on you.
oh maybe,
would you be in love with me?
ba- baby,
you don't even wanna see me lately
are you really trynna drive me crazy?
now i'm only waiting on you.

drive me crazy

A light, dreamy, and glitchy electronic reimagining of Hanson's "MMMBop"

This take on the classic pop track attempts to turn the song’s hidden message outward: the ache of wondering who will truly care when your life is slowly falling apart while you sleep.

Filled with quirky beats, soft glitches, and ASMR melodies press that question hard — until the groove gradually blooms into something hopeful, where we find light once we awaken from the dream.
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LYRICS:
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mmm
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last

You go through all the pain and strife
Then you turn your back 
And they're gone so fast

Oh yeah...

And they're gone so fast, yeah
Oh, so hold on to the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
And when you get old 
And start losing your hair
Tell me who will still care

Can you tell me who will still care?
Oh, does anyone care?

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Care
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du
Yeah

Oh yeah
Cuz in an m'bop they're all gone
Yeah yeah

Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose
You can plant any one of those

Keep planting to find out which one grows
It's a secret no one knows
It's a secret no one knows
Oh, no one really knows

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du
Yeah
Yeah

Oh, in an, m'bop they're gone
Oh yeah oh
In an, m'bop they're gone
In an m'bop they're not there
In an m'bop they're not there
Until you lose your hair
Oh... 
M'bop
You don't care

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Yeah

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Yeah

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Mmm

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop

So hold on to the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there

And when you get old 
And start losing your hair
Tell me who will still care
Can you tell me who will still care?

Oh-
Who cares?
Who will care?

Can you tell me? oh
No you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me? oh
You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me? 

(Which flower's going to grow?)
No you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me? oh
(If it's going to be a daisy or a rose?)
You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me? oh

(Which flower's going to grow?)
No you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me? oh
You say you can but you don't know
Oh yeah
(You say you can but you don't know)

You say you can but you don't know
You don't know
You don't know

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
mmm

Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du
Yeah

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba duba dop
Ba du
mmm

M'bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop, Ba du dop

oh,
You Care

Oh, can you tell me? oh
No you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me? oh
You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me? oh
No you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me?

You say you can but you don't know
...You do
Does anyone care?

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M'bop (who will care?)

Asphalt (my song)

an instrumental preview from one of the tracks on my upcoming album, with traces of the vocals in the mix. the final track is complete but won't be released until album launch.

composition, performance & production: fuchsia
©2024 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙨𝙞𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖

more from me https://fuchsieba.be

lucid.exe

piece it together

piece it together (instrumental)

Flamingo

A journey through the luminous melancholy of Blue Monday: new wave bass lines, analog pads and that synth pulse that took us from the Perelló beach to the cabin. Careful mix for afternoon/afternoon with nods to Valencia 80s–90s and elegant electronic atmosphere.
Recorded live, focused on long transitions and smooth climbs.
Ideal to start the week calmly… and end it dancing.

The Blue Monday Session

This one went actually not too bad because I deliberately kept it medium length

Lyrics:

Look out boys it's about to get wet
Just so you know
Minimalism is a scam by big small
To sell more less
But i just can't prove it yet

Philosophy's crime
Is it doesn't function quite as it should
But if you tell customer service
To escalate forty eight times
They eventually connect you
With the Form of the Good

The professor burbled in his dappered suit of green
This scribbled blob on the chalkboard has cardinality aleph-17

He had his schtick down to a tee
Programmers will not be replaced by probabilistic rambling machines.
That's just the probabilistic rambling of those who certainly will be.

The somber proceedings had a strong peppering of herewiths
And as if to forestall any calling of a witness 
He rattled on with considerable pith, saying:
Now I aint much at prestige tv revisionist antihero dark male business.
But RuPaul, now there's an hombre I can get along with.

In the midst of his midterm exam
My short term memory
Was missing a few things
And i prayed
Red Bull, give my answer wings

I knew this guy's teaching method
Had a fatal flaw
When the last question on there was
Did the spice girls ever get a zig a zig aah

My dubious study partner chided me in the hall
Everything you've ever wanted 
Is on the other side of fear
And that's why the only thing you ever needed
Was a swift kick in the rear

Haltingly my she got up from his perch
Just between me and you
It's a dark day
When the nanny state
Puts the kibosh 
On your villain origin
Halfway through
And ChatGPT bans you
For bioweapons research

The lion doesn't concern himself
With much anymore these days
It's beginning to concern the other lions
Who don't much like delays

I meant in no uncertain terms
To show I was unimpressed
You went in pursuit of the booty because
America is truly the land of the blessed
See here now i don't mean to get snooty
But engaging in your grifter side quest
Would be a fundamental dereliction of duty

As a member of TPOT
I might have a deficient spout
But my advice is
If someone is making Klein bottles
I suggest you send him
An angry email
Demanding that he let you out

If You're Not Retconned By Her, You Didn't Try Hard Enough

hop e you like this, more roleplugg coming

i won the2025 Roxbury MA turkey bowl

[verse]
Load the truth, they duck
’Cause a thought from the gut hits harder when I chuck
Power in the pen, they cluck
Revolution in the lungs when you breathe then puff
Walk in, kings go quiet
’Cause a mind on fire shuts down any tyrant
Look sharp, think sharp, get paid
Every scar on my soul is a feature, not a glitch in the frame

Don’t move how the crowd’s been trained
Don’t chase trends just to die in the chain
Don’t bow to a throne or a flag or a name
If a voice in da chest says “no,” refrain
Whole world screaming “fall in line”
But I’d rather stand wrong than be right on time
Rather walk broke with my own design
Than be paid in full with a rented spine

They want faith in the screen, not self
Want you scrolling for worth while they harvest your health
Sold us doubt, then sold us help
Then they sold us gods they keep on the shelf
Trust that whisper under the riot
The still, small voice when the timeline’s violent
You can’t buy that, can’t brand that, silence
So they drown it in noise and call it “guidance”

[hook]
Kick down doors, they scatter
Cuz a brain on a beast hits harder than the adder
Feel good, look good, win fights
Cuz a mind with a weapon outlives nine lives
We rise, they hide
Shake the room when I step inside
Think big, talk big, full might on the mic
Cuz a rebel with a purpose is a motherfucking landslide

[verse]
Laugh at the state, they panic
Cuz a man who can think is a glitch mechanic
Cheap suits praying over metrics
Modern-day Rome burns while they dull their ethics
Da whole West running on debt and denial
Campaign smiles over priest-file trials
King for a day with a headline title
Rot ruinin' the core, but the crown goes viral

They don’t want lions, they want livestock grazing
Timeline glazin, dopamine dazing
Schools raisin drones while the boss drops wages
And the news plays both sides of the stages
Truth becomes contraband, thought is illegal
Cameras on lampposts “for the safety of the people”
Human rights on lease with a fine-print easel
Sign here, bleed slow, make freedom illegal

Screens in the pews, saints on the payroll
Preachers in sneakers sellin stock-tip halos
Golden calf every Sunday's stage show
Bless that bag, let the poor die faithful
Glaze every eye with wires and waves
Every word, every search, every step we take
Clown world run by professional fakes
Watch the empire crack while the circus plays

Don't be scared of the end, be patient
Every rotten kingdom falls when the rot hits the basement
History’s savage but it ain’t complacent
Every proud layer gets levelled by the nameless
We ain’t sheep, we’re wolves in borrowed sheep's clothes
Every lie stacked high till the sorrow explodes
Rather eat dirt than swallow what I’m told
When a puppet runs the world that's when the fire takes hold

[hook]
Kick down doors, they scatter
Cuz a brain on a beast hits harder than the adder
Feel good, look good, win fights
Cuz a mind with a weapon outlives nine lives
We rise, they hide
Shake the room when I step inside
Think big, talk big, full might on the mic
Cuz a rebel with a purpose is a motherfucking landslide

Landslide (coming fast)

Lyrics: 

Why was the cat ever in the bag
What the hell's the matter with you

Authenticity doesn't guarantee
That everyone will like you
It guarantees
That you will like you

Man is born dicking around
And everywhere now he is locked in
The intellectual muscle
Is shoehorned into hustle
And i just don't really know where to begin

Rejecting excessive careerism
Meant that I was cleaving to a happy medium
And if you haven't noticed dear
I can definitely SMELL tedium

At the end of his rope
He said that ego was just swag and cope
His prevailing attitude was that
Personality is just arrogance and minimal aptitude

His wit was to be sure in proper trim
Because his advice was something near to divine
Namely that flirting with the chubby girl at the gym
Is like buying Bitcoin back in two thousand and nine

I've told you all this before
When the counter-revolution is done with jollity
They will make a fire 
With your beautiful oak door
And roast and eat your men of quality

While we are adumbrating on the humdrum
The protean are alike unto paul of old 
Who made all things to all men, 
That they might by all means rule some

Unlocking a key so significant it beat the Rosetta Stone to pieces
The coolest thing since the Brown Corpus
Indubitably proving our linguistic thesis's preamble
He said Zipf's law had predicted these Hapax legomena
And noodling on the final symbol's phenomena
He acted as if he'd circumlocuted a thimble
And exclaimed as if he'd made his day:
It's the klasmatogram for one-fortieth in Minoan Linear A!"

Back at the house
I got a question from my partner in crime
Why I carry a four five four pistola indoors
I said I don't trust the internet of things
She laughed
I laughed
The toaster laughed
And i shot the toaster
And it was an all around good time

It's the time of year
For writing internal corporate posts
That this meeting could have been better done
As an overnight visit from three ghosts

I wasn't about to go and besmirch
Her absolutely salacious bod
But any sufficiently crappy research
Is plainly indistinguishable from fraud.

And then i got back out to the plate
Deciding whether to hit or bunt
But the funniest thing
Was watching Alice from Queens
Entering hour seventy-two of a crash out
Arguing about the definition of combatant

She was miffed at my profligate shopping spree
Which netted sensational wonders near and far
And I thundered back TLDR

The Cat's Out Of The Bag / TLDR

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Why do you drift through those chrome-lit nights pretending you won’t fade out?
Hey beauty
Why do you smile for the flash when you’re freezing behind that shine?
Hey beauty
Why do you chase moving ghosts in reflections you never claim?
Hey beauty
Why do you wait for a call that won’t carry your name?
Hey beauty
Hey beauty
Hey beauty

Cold skylights trace your fall again  
Restless roads pull you far from home  

Why do you stand in the mirror like a stranger you barely know?
Hey beauty
Why do you pose in the glow when the weight keeps cutting low?
Hey beauty
Why do you shape every breath to look flawless from far away?
Hey beauty
Why do you hope someone sees the ache you can’t display?
Hey beauty
Hey beauty
Hey beauty

Cold skylights trace your fall again  
Restless roads pull you far from home  

Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  

Cold skylights trace your fall again  
Restless roads pull you far from home  

Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  

Cold skylights trace your fall again  
Restless roads pull you far from home  

Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  

Foreign tokens stacked in your pocket  
Blank appointments marked on old planners  
Silent seats sliding past your station  
Lost numbers drifting through your handset  

Hey beauty  
Hey beauty  

Cold skylights trace your fall again  
Restless roads pull you far from home  

Hey beauty

It's that raw alchemy. Two minds in the lab, tearing sound apart and stitching it back together like it owes us something. Me and Prod By Light built this one from scraps of smoke and circuitry, keeping it stripped down, pressure-tight, and deadly precise.

Light came through with them cold, minimal sonics. The typeshit that leave bare space for the truth to echo. This is music for the late-night thinkers, the heads who hear the details most people miss, the ones who know the difference between noise and knowledge.

en·tro·py
/ˈentrəpē/
noun
noun: entropy; plural noun: entropies; symbol: S
1. Physics - a thermodynamic quantity representing the unavailability of a system's thermal energy for conversion into mechanical work, often interpreted as the degree of disorder or randomness in the system. "the second law of thermodynamics says that entropy always increases with time"
2. lack of order or predictability; gradual decline into disorder. "a marketplace where entropy reigns supreme"
3. (in information theory) a logarithmic measure of the rate of transfer of information in a particular message or language.

Light - Bass and Guitar
Greg Davies - Sampler and Drums

Entropy (Instrumental)

No strings attatched

Feel free to message me about Whatever .

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐭
(𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏)

𝐀 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐚

(𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨: "𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒘𝒂𝒏")

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digital mystic from the proto-metaverse.

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influences: moderat, mosaik, kate boy, chvrches, xyzzy, baths, imogen heap, hunz, com truise, iris, iamamiwhoami, mr. meeble (r.i.p.), kilowatts & vanek, murray gold, the demoscene, soulseek records, a. novakovic, john williams (guitarist).

tools: alesis vortex, m-audio keystation61 mk3, technics keys & an old roland xp50, korg nano midi suite, mxl & rode mics, hondo fame ('87 model), various vst(i)s, lmms, famitracker, buzz, fl studio. formerly modplug & impulse trackers.

Where indietronica meets the edges of experimental electronic and downtempo. This isn’t just sound—it’s a living, breathing experiment. Electric guitars twist into loops, synths pulse like thoughts, and samplers crack open new worlds.

Armed with a Line 6 DL4 sampler and a passion for experimentation, Simplistic Scientists transform the guitar into a portal to otherworldly dimensions. Through intricate sampling and live manipulation, they conjure ambient textures, ethereal tones, and intricate loops, elevating the collective's sound into uncharted territories.

Very little is ever just one thing...

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Smiling Glad-Hands

Dj Casa Vella – El Carmen, Valencia. Late 90s & early 2000s vibes.
I focus on two universes that blend naturally in the booth: Spanish and international indie —from the new wave era to essential genre classics— and 80s/90s/00s Remember, mixing britpop, pop-rock and electronic anthems designed to hit collective memory.
My sets follow an energy-driven structure: classy opener, solid build-up, and a finale packed with hymns. No gimmicks — just let the crowd sing.
Here you'll find live sessions and themed series with full tracklists.
Available for clubs, rooftops and private events.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


Always Waiting Matted Hearted Under The Hydrangea Garden Back Where I Started There Is Complicated Tension & Tendrils Scented Never We Collapse Under The Weight Of Our Amber Affections Intertwined Until Another Cruel Resurrection There Is Nothing New There Is No Tradition If I Follow You Will I Still Be Wishing 

Always Wishing 
Always Wishing

Always Waiting

Welcome Home Baby

Sincerely, pmd9

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