Points (Interlude)

Visceral Impact to Feel Better

Perceptions (Interlude)

Intro Mirrors

Between Prey (For the Prey)

Disorganized Archives (For the Mirrors)

See the video for this track: https://youtu.be/plobBpzc4wk

Atelier takes the recent music-box patch and lets the current run wild — randomising at VERY nearly halF (49.1%), with morphs stretching from 14 seconds to the full minute maximum. Now THAT'S what I call a crossfade! 🎚️

What begins as a gentle stream becomes a weir, a weird, and then … weirder still, via liquid transitions. 💦

Check out the seed generative patch: https://soundcloud.com/half-unusual/half-handled?si=0390bf75f15b4a3ba0d17e96c87e464d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing and associated visuals: https://youtu.be/yY9Fg9GZVME

visuals (YouTube)

halF randomisatioN

Mangled and warped dream-pop. Music by Isak Anderssen and Ida Anine Dahl Anderssen.
Production and artwork by Isak Anderssen

Epitaph 2

01/2025 Exercise done for a class during my Audio Recording Technology program at Vanier // Exercice accompli pour un cours durant mon séjour à Vanier dans le programme Audio Recording Technology

01/2025 RUBBER WATER

🎬 Song Insight
“Under The Bleachers” by 4Me2BeFree unspools like a reel of faded Super 8 footage—nostalgic, reckless, and painfully self-aware. It’s a confessional buried in the hum of lo-fi tape hiss, where adolescence and adulthood overlap in messy symmetry. The song plays with irony: the innocence of youth collides with the cynicism of growing older, while its musique concrète textures—field recordings, toy synths, detuned pianos—mirror the emotional static of a life replayed through distorted memory. It’s equal parts playground and purgatory, a portrait of someone who’s seen the loop of mistakes and still sings along.

📝 Lyrics
[Intro]
When I was young I was dumb
And now I’m all grown out
In the end it’s all one party foul
So f**k it let’s get blitz before we get kicked out

[Bridge]
My kids used to scream
Lectures fade with breeze
Should have listened to the teacher
I was under the bleachers

[Chorus]
I found a way that went wrong
Kept singing the same damn song
And all along I knew the truth
But who’s listening to who

[Bridge]
Should’ve cleared my f**king head
Should have heard what I said

[Pre-Chorus]
Too busy with the birds and the bees
Now look at these I’m on my knees
Not giving a f**k unless you got a buck
So excuse my harsh news unless you’re writing me a review

[Chorus]
I warned the kids we’re one step away
Make good choices or it’s a sh*t-eaten day

[Bridge]
The kettle burned black—
I who was under the attack—
Should have stayed young and dumb
Things we worried about was having fun

[Outro]
I found a way that went wrong
Kept singing the same damn song
And all along I knew the truth
But who’s listening to who

💬 Personal Reflection
This one came from that surreal space between regret and humor—the kind of reflection that makes you smirk and wince at the same time. I wrote it thinking about how we repeat ourselves, how “growing up” doesn’t always mean learning the lesson. It’s messy, like a Polaroid you find years later: flawed, overexposed, but real. That’s where the soul of Under The Bleachers lives—somewhere between memory and mockery.

🔥 4Me2BeFree Signature
4Me2BeFree isn’t just about sound—it’s about self-reckoning through distortion. Every track is a confession refracted through art noise and emotional honesty. “Under The Bleachers” embodies that ethos: it takes something universally human—nostalgia, shame, laughter—and turns it into sonic collage. It’s raw therapy wrapped in glitch, a soundtrack for those who’ve made peace with their imperfections and still dance anyway.

🛡️ Copyright Notice
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Under The Bleachers

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

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From May 2025 most of my official releases will only be found on Bandcamp and other streaming services. This Soundcloud page will be used mainly for unreleased tracks and demo-recordings.

New tracks tagged #MusiqueConcrete