Data breath…
Chrome skin…
Frame skip again…

Pixels curl along my spine
Wrong-time rhythm re-aligns
Soft static blooming in the dark
Ghost-code carving out a spark

Break… reshape…
Let the signal misbehave…

Neon pulses in my veins
Glitch wings beating through the grain
Fragments hum beneath my tongue
Future’s noise keeping me undone

Break… reshape…
Let the signal misbehave…

Load… drift…
I split…
And shift…

Break… reshape…
Let the signal misbehave…

Break, reshape

Tell me that it's for the kids
You put some MIDI and you're good
Hey
Maybe
I'm misunderstood
But it's not for me
You get it?

Take me back
Make it a party
Bring the band back
Make it a party

Electroclash sucks
It's not rock 'n' roll
It's not even sexual
Just some weird look

You fake a pulse with plastic clicks
You call it danger but it’s cheap
Hey
Really
Who buys the myth
It’s just a pose
You see it

Take me back
Make it a party
Bring the band back
Make it a party

Electroclash sucks
It's not rock 'n' roll
It's not even sexual
Just some weird look

Cold lights blink on empty floors
Voices loop like broken ads
All flash
No bite
Just echoes spinning in a void

Electroclash sucks
It's not rock 'n' roll
It's not even sexual
Just some weird look

Electroclash s♥cks

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.

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