An after-dark ritual album about the ancient power of saying what hurts before sleep. Inspired by the Kaluli “night clearing” tradition - the practice of allowing children to express any unresolved feelings or observations about the day out loud without response or fixing before sleep. These twelve glitch-folk soul songs turn confession into calm, teaching the nervous system to rest when the story finally ends.

Don't think about the monsters

After Sunset, We Begin

All the Words That Weren’t Spoken

When the Story Ends, We Sleep

Tonight, say one thing

The body sleeps when the story ends

The Dark Can’t Scare a Mind That Named It

Chest Like an Empty Room

Night Clearing

Hold Something You Haven’t Said

An album about the first generation born fully inside the machine.
Children of the Algorithm moves from analogue childhood into the soft glow of the digital age, capturing the moment the world changed without anyone noticing. Twelve glitch-folk songs explore memory offloading, infinite scroll lullabies, baby’s first prompt, and the quiet way technology becomes home before we learn what “home” means.
A warm, eerie journey from the weight of a word to the logic of the feed — human voices dissolving into signal, then returning.

We Were Here Before You Knew

Working for the robotz

Dial-Up Ghosts

The Wait

Did you come here to pass the time?

What the Machine Remembers

Analogue Children

Children of the Algorithm

Ah-ah… mmh…
Shining bright tonight…

LED colors dancing on the snow,
Tiny sparkling pulses in a steady glow,
Windows flicker gently through the quiet night,
Everything is glowing in a soft warm light.

Digital shimmer on every street,
Bells in the distance keep the rhythm sweet,
Hearts lighting up under winter skies,
Magic in the air as the city comes alive.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Hold me close, we’re glowing like the night.

Garlands on the rooftops in a dancing line,
Twinkling little stories in a festive sign,
Every step we take feels a bit more bright,
Wrapped inside this soft illuminated night.

Digital shimmer on every street,
Bells in the distance keep the rhythm sweet,
Hearts lighting up under winter skies,
Magic in the air as the city comes alive.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Hold me close, we’re glowing like the night.

Let the colors fade and rise,
Painting songs across the skies,
Every shade a little spark,
Guiding us through winter dark.

Christmas LED light, shining through the cold,
Turning every moment into red and gold,
Christmas LED light, glowing pure and bright,
Stay with me and glow with me tonight.

Christmas LED light

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.

Ever feel like you've been playing quantum leap?

Start here. https://soundcloud.com/quantumme/albums

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