Commander Glitchrot leads the charge — half machine, all heart — against interstellar threats in a universe teeming with mystery and color.

Get Yours

Cosmic Odyssey

Best experienced alone, with headphones, under flickering lights.

My Shadow Grew Teeth

You've entered the Riff Horizon — no signal, no escape, just face-melting tones.

SPAGHETTIFIED AT THE RIFF HORIZON

You know what’s worse than dying in space? Not dying, and having to listen to your ship’s AI narrate your spiral into madness.

THEY SENT ME TO EXPLORE, I JUST WANTED TO DISAPPEAR

Armed with distortion-blasted synths and glitch-ripped riffs, Glitchrot tears through goblin ranks like a psychedelic fever dream with a body count.

AMBUSHED BY THE RUST JUNGLE GOBLIN MILITIA

He only wanted power.
But instead… he got cursed, flamed, mirrored, and dragged into the glitching heart of a blood-soaked pyramid where jaguar ghosts scream in MIDI and the sun wants revenge.


BLESSED BY THE WRONG SHAMAN

A lost broadcast from the grave orbit.
Commander Glitchrot drifts through forgotten missions and failed extractions — a requiem carved into static and ash.
Every mission ends in silence.
Tune in. Turn to dust. GLITCHROT LIVES.

NOBODY CAME BACK FROM THE MOON PIT

Commander Glitchrot joins a goblin celebration that may or may not be a planetary fungus hive-mind dream.

FUNKUS AMONGUS

Commander Glitchrot, half-machine and mostly memory, becomes a faint pulse against the shimmer of ancient light.

A LANTERN IN THE NEBULA

Psychedelic Synth Metal | Dreamy Space Music | Distorted Bass Odyssey
Somewhere between light and silence, your body drifts.

SIGNALS FROM YOUR FUTURE CORPSE

I’m Commander Glitchrot. I make music for spaceheads.
No AI. No templates.

New tracks tagged #Retro Sci-Fi Synthwave