Step into a euphoric dreamscape with Bloom Velocity—a high-energy, hypnotic journey where cinematic synthwave collides with shoegaze and alt-electronica. Shimmering textures rise and fall over pulsing basslines, as each drop unravels another layer of sound and soul. Let go of gravity and drift into the bloom—transcendent, weightless, and alive. Perfect for late-night drives, lucid dreams, and club nights where time melts away. Add this track to your playlist if you crave that surreal mix of emotion, elevation, and electric momentum.

Lyrics:

Close your eyes—
the weight is gone,
we’re not on Earth for long.

Woke up drifting past the tide,
No map, no ground, just stars inside.
Signal cuts, but I still feel
The hum of truth, the turning wheel.

Breathe in the sound,
let go of form—
the storm becomes calm,
we’re breaking the norm.

We ignite, we transcend,
Where the rhythm never ends.
Bodies lost, but minds are clear,
Nothing left to hold us here.
Float in time, don't need a name—
we’re not falling, we became.
Yeah, let me drift,
Yeah, let me bloom.

Shoegaze halos twist and glow,
Basslines quake like undertow.
Chasing echoes, chasing light,
Running barefoot through the night.

No more noise,
just static dreams—
Cut the cord,
embrace the stream.

We ignite, we transcend,
Where the rhythm never ends.
Bodies lost, but minds are clear,
Nothing left to hold us here.
Float in time, don't need a name—
we’re not falling, we became.
Yeah, let me drift,
Yeah, let me bloom.

Through the slipstream,
thoughts dissolve,
Feel the silence
start to evolve.
No more ground,
no up or down,
Only the music—
only the sound.

We ignite, we transcend,
Chasing sound until the end.
In this bloom, I’m not the same,
Let it burn, let it rename.
Lightyears out, no tethered call,
We were never here at all.
Yeah, let me drift,
Yeah, let me bloom.

I was dust,
Now I’m divine.
Carried by rhythm—
across space, through time.



Bloom Velocity

Not validation. Not revenge. 
Just a flower that opened anyway.  
You Only Noticed When I Bloomed—growth that belongs to no one else.

Emergence

You Only Noticed When I Bloomed

Inspired by Blade Runner & the TI-84 - this is the instrumental version of a track recorded last year. A slow unraveling. Synth textures and reverb-soaked guitars curling around each other like smoke. Best for driving alone, somewhere between the last gas station and the edge of the simulation. Bass by @zengazer

CoSine - Instrumental

This track was born out of exhaustion — not just with the scammers and fake gurus online, but with myself for still clicking. It’s about the digital circus of “experts,” everyone shouting louder than the next while quietly drowning in the same confusion they claim to fix. It’s satire, yeah, but it’s also confession. I’ve been hypnotized by the glow of certainty too.

Welcome, seekers of truth
Today, I’ll teach you how to make six figures
By selling a course on how to make six figures
Step one, look confident
Step two, never answer a real question
Step three, trademark the phrase “Step Three”

Got a Lambo in the thumbnail, leased it for the shoot
Sells a morning routine but wakes up after noon
Relationship coach, five marriages deep
Finance king still Venmo-requestin’ for the groceries he eats

“Follow me for wisdom” — they barely graduated
“Life hack millionaire” — they barely gettin’ paid yet
I roll my eyes and scroll, can’t believe they still persist
But I’ve watched every clip — yeah, I’m part of this

All these prophets, all these priests
Selling snake oil to the lost and weak
And I’m buyin’ it too — on repeat
’Cause I want to believe that it’s easy and cheap

Everybody’s an expert, but nobody knows shit
Got a blueprint for success, yeah, they printed it legit
They’re preachin’ like they’re prophets from a mountain of lies
But their crown’s from the dollar store and truth’s in disguise

Step one — believe the lies
Step two — monetize
Step three — repeat the scam
Then teach it back on Instagram

Click, subscribe, bow, obey
The Algorithm knows the way
Pray for views, confess your sin
And sell the secret once again

Step one, gratitude. Step two, buy my course
Step three, manifest a yacht. Step four, manifest divorce
Chakra cleanse for credit, yeah, I’m still in the red
I followed all twelve steps — still broke, still misled

“Eat raw liver, quit your job, and start a million-dollar brand”
From a guy recording videos in his mom’s minivan
Guess I’m part of the system, I’m feeding the beast
Screenshotting quotes from a dude with no teeth

All these prophets, all these priests
Selling dreams they don’t believe
And I’m buyin’ it too, like a dopamine hit
’Cause if they’re all pretendin’, maybe I can fake it a bit

Everybody’s an expert, but nobody knows shit
Got a blueprint for success, yeah, they printed it legit
They’re preachin’ like they’re prophets from a mountain of lies
But their crown’s from the dollar store and truth’s in disguise

Step one — believe the lies
Step two — monetize
Step three — repeat the scam
Then teach it back on Instagram

Click, subscribe, bow, obey
The Algorithm knows the way
Pray for views, confess your sin
And sell the secret once again

Repeat after me, I am powerful
I am wise
(four hundred ninety-nine... ninety nine!)
I am powerful
I am wise
(four hundred ninety-nine... ninety nine!)

I am powerful
I am wise
I am powerful
I am wise

Just four ninety-nine... ninety nine
And I’m still broke

Everybody’s an expert, but nobody knows shit
Even me when I’m yellin’ from this digital pit
We’re all selling something we don’t understand
Building castles of certainty on quicksand

Everybody’s an expert, and here’s the bitter twist
We all bought the bullshit, then called ourselves specialists

“Step three… trademark the phrase ‘Step Three’…”

Everyone's An Expert (But Nobody Knows Shit)

Original music written & produced by The Day Afters 
-=Oceanside, CA=-
& Previously Unreleased Material from Baltimore's Soma Holiday
(Bob Maddox, Chuong Pham, Ian Wilhelm, Amit Trivedi)
Featuring @ZenGazer on Bass

Flinch, Then Ignite:  https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/shiitakeproducts/flinch-then-ignite

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

- Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
- Sometimes it’s a button that says “Mildly Okay Human.”
- Sometimes it’s a whispered hymn to grief.

It’s all real. It’s all me. This is my multiverse—and you’re invited.

Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something.
From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms.
Built to feel.

🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.

🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.

🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.


🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.

🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.

🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitake-products/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com

⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

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