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“Pulse//Parse” is a hyper-modern, glitch-ambient composition that transforms binary code into a rhythmic language. Each 0 and 1 functions as a microbeat, creating a fractured, hypnotic pulse that mimics digital data flowing through circuits. The song blurs the line between melody and rhythm, treating sequences of numbers as both musical notes and percussive accents, resulting in an experimental auditory landscape where structure emerges from repetition and variation.

The verses layer mirrored and echoed binary sequences, producing internal “rhyme” patterns within the digital text. Syncopated pauses and repeated clusters create a sense of tension and release, while overlapping sequences across lines establish a polyrhythmic complexity. The pre-chorus and chorus amplify these interactions, producing a hypnotic, almost ritualistic cadence that feels simultaneously mechanical and organic. The listener is drawn into a world where logic and emotion intersect through rhythm, numbers, and pattern.

The bridge and final chorus elevate the piece into a climactic, multidimensional experience. Sequences twist and overlap, generating unexpected sonic echoes and mirrored motifs, while the structured chaos evokes imagery of data storms and digital landscapes. “Pulse//Parse” is both cerebral and visceral: an experimental journey through sound and rhythm, a meditation on code as music, and a celebration of the intricate beauty hidden within binary structures.

Pulse//Parse

Moving forward with my discography, I present to you: Syncopation, my most mature and polished approach to IDM/Braindance so far. An EP more thoughtful and crafted with attention to detail, making heavy use of syncopation and satisfying chords. I introduced Microbeats in some tracks and will definitely make more use of them in future projects. Thank you to my listeners for the support! More projects coming in the future. 

- Ryan

Vectorscope

Syncopation

Mega Drum Machine v3

KnobTwister

Caos em Ordem

This reimagining of Journey's 80's rock ballad OPEN ARMS reframes the song as a tiny, glowing confession—an indie-electronic murmur built from tape hiss, soft pulses, and fragile glitches.

Stripped of its old grandeur, it becomes a lo-fi vow whispered from someone learning to trust again, someone who is piecing together tenderness from the fragments of their own doubts about vulnerability.
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LYRICS:
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Lying beside you 
Here in the dark
Feeling your heart beat with mine

Softly you whisper
You're so sincere
How could our love be so blind?

We sailed on together 
And drifted apart
And here you are... by my side

So now I come to you with open arms
Nothing to hide, believe what I say

So here I am with open arms
Hoping you'll see 
What your love 
Means to me

Open arms

Open arms

Living without you
Livin' alone
This empty house seems so cold

Wanting to hold you
Wanting you near
How much I wanted you home

But now that you've come back
Turned night into day-
I need you to stay

So now I come to you with open arms
Nothing to hide, believe what I say

So here I am with open arms
Hoping you'll see 
What your love 
Means to me

Open arms
Oh, open arms

Open arms

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with open arms

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?)

Anbid Zaman is a queer activist and artist whose work rises from a life marked by displacement, resistance, and the insistence on living fully even when the world tries to deny that possibility. Born in Bangladesh and shaped by grassroots queer organizing from a young age, they grew into their voice through community struggle — learning early that courage isn’t an act, but a daily discipline.

Their journey from danger to refuge transformed them without erasing their origins. Living in Germany, Anbid continues to work at the intersections of identity, migration, and liberation, supporting queer people who face violence and navigating the complexities of chosen family, safety, and belonging. Their activism is guided by deep commitments: justice without compromise, solidarity across borders, and an unshakeable belief that marginalised voices should be heard not with pity, but with respect.

These values spill directly into their music. Anbid’s sound blends testimonial storytelling, emotional minimalism, and atmospheric layers shaped by memory — the quiet of hiding, the noise of protest, the ache of leaving, the thrill of surviving. Each track carries the weight of lived experience and the brightness of hope that refuses to die. Their art is not just expression; it is continuation, resistance, and a reminder that stories carry power long before the world acknowledges them.

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.


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