This playlist gathers one track from each album, selected by the artist.

Not a “best of”, not a summary, but a personal cut.

Each track represents the core idea, energy, or emotion of its album.

Listen straight through or jump in anywhere, this is the spine of the catalog.

2025 : my picks

Heat on my skin, 
rhythm on my hips
Boy don’t blink, you’ll miss my kiss

I slide through the crowd
Pulse running loud
Your eyes catching mine
I slow down the time
I taste the bassline
Turning your spine to wine
Come follow my sway
I’m trouble in Louboutin grey
If you keep that pace
You might get a taste

Move with me closer now
Heat dripping down your brow
You feel that spark somehow
I know you feel it now

Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

My touch lights a fuse
You shake like you might lose
I like when you freeze
Then melt at my tease
City hums slow
While your heartbeat grows
If you let me lead
You’ll forget how to breathe
I’m sweet with a burn
Boy, you’ll beg for your turn

Move with me closer now
Heat dripping down your brow
You feel that spark somehow
I know you feel it now

[Chorus]
Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

I'm Jenny Fromdabloc
I walk in, heat drop, make the whole block shock
Hips talk louder than your TikTok stock
Boy stare hard like he just got caught
I’m sweet like mango, burn like shot
I wine on the beat till the bass go hot
If you wanna keep up, baby, tie that knot
I dance on your breath, leave your logic in knots
You follow my steps like a password you forgot
Drip so rude, I don’t care who watch
I move through the night like a rooftop fox
City on fire when my waist unlocks
Flirt game deadly, call the detox
One glance from me and your heartbeat clocks
You fall in my vibe like a DJ drop
I take what I want, boy, I call the shots
I'm Jenny Fromdabloc

Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

Party hard, Jenny Fromdabloc

An abstract sonic voyage blending prepared piano, spectral electronics, and overtone vocals with swarming string clusters and polyrhythms. 
Atonal textures unfold in alien logic, crafting a soundworld both cerebral and otherworldly.

Arrival

A raw techno blast made entirely from beatbox, no synths, just mouth-made percussion and bass.
Playful and punchy, with morphing grooves and formants in motion.

Beatbox Techno

It's still a demo that needs some tweaking, but I wanted to share it before 2026 :D

Spotlights rise.
Twelve glitter doors swing open.
The orchestra swells with gossip, glitter, and disaster.
Welcome to the year Broadway itself couldn’t script.

[ACT I GLITTER IN THE SNOW]

[Scene January]
January!
Three celebrity divorces before the 5th boom!
A rapper’s trial streams like prime time TV.
K pop teasers crash apps;
A megastar soft launches her “mystery man.”
Tabloids ignite, dancers spin in paparazzi strobe light.

Oh January, you walk onstage already on fire.

[Scene February]
February!
Super Bowl show explodes, screens melt from coast to coast.
A diva announces her world tour mid high note.
A leaked album drops on Telegram at dawn.
A BAFTA gown becomes the internet’s new religion.

Fame is a bargain bin jewel…
But screenshots last forever.

[Scene March]
March!
AI fakes a superstar duet, half the world falls for it.
At the Awards, the wrong winner named,
Gasps, boos, chair scoots, total Broadway chaos.
A K drama couple confirms dating, servers combust.

March, you shine like a spotlight…
And stab like a prop knife.

[ACT II THE SEASON OF MELTDOWNS]

[Scene April]
April!
Coachella brings fainting divas, surprise reunions,
And an influencer kicked out for illegal drone shots.
A billionaire launches skincare, instantly accused of copying.

Cancelled tours, surprise drops,
Yet we keep buying tickets.

[Scene May]
May!
Met Gala steps: couture, claws, and cold smiles.
Eurovision detonates in political subtweets.
A boyband “hiatus” breaks half the planet’s heart.

Every like, a prayer
Whispered to the algorithm.

[Scene June]
June!
A breakup posted, deleted, reposted, captured forever.
A DJ arrested mid festival, crowd keeps dancing.
A mega influencer wedding spawns a documentary trilogy.

Fire in the DMs,
Fire in the comments,
June dances on the ruins.

[Scene July]
July!
A blockbuster flops so hard the studio vanishes tweets.
A rapper drops three diss tracks before sunrise.
A luxury brand CEO cries on livestream, donations disabled.

Rumors rise like floodwater…
And drown apologies.

[ACT III JUDGMENT AND OTHER NATURAL DISASTERS]

[Scene August]
August!
VMAs: mic snatch, wardrobe failure, backstage brawl, all trending.
An AI idol debuts and outsells real humans.
A Netflix doc destroys two celebrity careers overnight.

Metal minds write perfect songs;
Humans write perfect scandals.

[Scene September]
September!
Venice Film Festival, ovations, walkouts, chaos in couture.
A pop memoir leaks early, lawyers sprint through stage left.
A supermodel falls on the runway, trends for days.

Verdicts fall on albums, outfits,
And entire lives.

[Scene October]
October!
A royal family meltdown dominates global feeds.
A midnight diss track tags half the industry.
A billionaire’s yacht party becomes PR hell.
A hurricane cancels festivals; influencers film “sad aesthetic” content.

Storms erase cities…
But never headlines.

[Scene November]
November!
Award season snubs ignite online riots.
A K pop contract war becomes global news.
Black Friday erases three celebrity brands.
A pregnancy reveal mid concert breaks the internet.

We chase applause
Even while burning every bridge.

[Scene December]
December!
Year end lists spark fandom civil wars.
A holiday duet climbs to No. 1.
Three feuding celebs publicly reconcile, tears, lights, clicks.
And the final scandal drops at 23:58.

Year of stans, streams, beefs, leaks, comebacks, collapses, resurrections.
Phones glow like candles in a cathedral of drama.
At midnight we close your feed,
Only to swipe again.
Hello next year…
May you be worse.

2025 Recap : the Avant Garde Broadway Musical

C’est la nuit digitale, des serveurs sont en paix,
Le monde fait semblant de dormir sous la neige en reflets.
Dans ma chambre en veille, je regarde le ciel,
Il brille comme un écran trop réel.
Avant de fermer mes yeux sous la lumière bleue,
Je t’envoie une pensée, un message silencieux.
Daddy, dans l’air glacé, tout semble artificiel,
Même mes rêves scintillent en séquentiel.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Que la nuit devienne virtuelle,
Et mes doutes moins existentiels.
Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel.

Le vent souffle étrange, comme un vieux modem,
Il griffe les façades, murmure un problème.
Mes pensées s’emmêlent, un bug sentimental,
Chaque hiver rallume un signal.
L’arbre holo danse, ses LED s’étiolent,
Comme un mantra pâle sur un cœur qui décolle.
Et j’attends ton passage, même irrationnel,
Un miracle doux mais parallèle.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Que la nuit devienne virtuelle,
Et mes doutes moins existentiels.
Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel.

Parfois je me dis que le monde déraille,
Que mes rêves glident sous les funérailles
Des heures trop longues, trop sensorielles,
Je cherche un repère, une étincelle.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Fais vibrer l’instant essentiel,
Que la nuit me paraisse moins belle,
Petit Daddy Noël… fais descendre du ciel
Un souffle un peu spirituel.

Petit Daddy Noël

カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
君も影を持つ (その影の中で)
直せないミスなんて (直せないまま)
ただ回していく (spinning through)
この炎ずっと続かないけど
今は乗っていこう
カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
でも今夜は alive

感じてる électrique (so electric, so electric)
そう electric (so electric, so electric)
感じてる électrique
so electric, so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
I feel electric

燃えてるんだ (燃えてるんだ)
ここにいたくて brûlant (いたくて brûlant)
火をつけよう (ignite it)
いつか fade しても (消えてしまっても)
このrushは永遠じゃなくても
今は飛び乗って
カオス抱えてる (カオス抱えてる)
でも今夜は alive

感じてる électrique
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
so electric
感じてる electric

フラッシュの海で静寂壊し
後悔も fear も全部捨てて
叫んで wildに自由なまま
ビートに任せて control 離して

感じてる électrique (so electric, so electric)
so electric (so electric, so electric)
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
感じてる electric
so electric
感じてる electric
so electric, so electric
I feel electric

カオスの中でも気持ちいい今夜
感じてる electric, so electric, so electric…

感じてる électrique (J-Pop reload)

A real person
Are you a memory
Are you the man I fell in love with in my dreams
You came like an angel
Your wings are broken now
I'm tryna fix them up
But you're blocking me out
Are you a blessing
Are you a curse
Did I know you in another life
In another universe
Are you a boy
Or are you a man
Am I making any sense
Do you even understand

All of a sudden
All of a sudden

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

Are you a mirror
Do you reflect
All of my deepest insecurities
And my worst regrets
Am I dreaming
Am I awake
Can you show me the difference
And how can I know what's fake

All of a sudden
All of a sudden

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional
I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

Under pressure
so under
pressure

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional
I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

Emotional (Post Punk reload)

Words drifting slow in a silent pattern
Light shapes move soft as they twist and gather
Breath on the beat like a quiet message
Dreams tracing lines through a hidden passage

Dreaming the sentence, floating in time
Dreaming the sentence, crossing the line
Dreaming the sentence, soft on my mind
Dreaming the sentence, moving in time

Steps fade away while the pulse keeps sliding
Thoughts melt to sound with the rhythm guiding
Echoes appear in a fading shimmer
Fragments of meaning begin to glimmer

Dreaming the sentence, floating in time
Dreaming the sentence, crossing the line
Dreaming the sentence, soft on my mind
Dreaming the sentence, moving in time

If the words fall down
I follow the sound
If the sense drifts through
I lean into you

Dreaming the sentence, floating in time
Dreaming the sentence, crossing the line
Dreaming the sentence, soft on my mind
Dreaming the sentence, moving in time

Dreaming the sentence (French Touch reload)

A high-stakes cyberpunk chase with modular synths, glitchy percussion, and cinematic brass stabs. 
Laser FX, dramatic strings, and 3D chaos drive the tension.

Escape Sequence

It's an older model
It's a little worn down
And it's leaking oil
It's got a ticking sound
And I know you're gonna
Say you want me to stay
I ain't gonna stop you
But I can't be saved

'Cause I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone

I'm a model deformed
I'm a little unstable
And I know you're torn
But
Baby
It's too late
And I know you wanna
Say you're gonna be there
And I won't stop you
But I can't be repaired

'Cause I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone

And I ain't what you wanted
Baby
And I ain't what you needed
No
No
And I ain't what you wanted
Baby
And I ain't what you needed
No
No

And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone
And I'm going
I'm going
I'm going
I'm gone

I'm going

I woke this mornin broken, with a weight upon my chest
Found your footprints on my doorway, where you left my heart distressed
You swore you’d stand beside me, said your truth would never bend
Now your double-faced affection brings another bitter end

Oh betrayal cuts deeper than a rusted blade
Leaves a soul so weary, wishin all this hurt would fade
I gave you all my comfort, you left me bruised and low
Now I sing these downcast blues so the whole wide town will know

I heard the women talkin, say you smiled their way at night
While I waited by the lamplight tryin hard to keep it right
I held on through the tremors, tried to soothe your restless stride
But you tossed away my kindness for a cheaper, colder pride

Oh betrayal cuts deeper than a rusted blade
Leaves a soul so weary, wishin all this hurt would fade
I gave you all my comfort, you left me bruised and low
Now I sing these downcast blues so the whole wide town will know

Your honey-talkin manner used to charm my troubled mind
Now it sounds like hollow murmurs from a man who wandered blind
I patched the cracks you opened, tried to mend what came undone
But you traded all our promise for a fleeting, careless run

One day you’ll feel the burden of the sorrow you designed
When the nights grow heavy quiet and your lies come back to grind
But I’ll walk a steadier pathway, let my wounded spirit rise
And the truth I carry with me won’t be shaped by your disguise

Oh betrayal cuts deeper than a rusted blade
Leaves a soul so weary, wishin all this hurt would fade
I gave you all my comfort, you left me bruised and low
Now I sing these downcast blues so the whole wide town will know

Deeper than a rusted blade

Ooh
I cut space wide
Ooh
I break your dark
Ooh
I run so fast

Ooh
I flood the void


Ooh
I tear the night
Ooh
I stream pure light
Ooh
I break your dark


Ooh
I flood the void


Ooh
I flood the void

I flood the void

French robots
rotate with style
sync with style
filter with style
release  with style
pulse with style

French robots, built with style
French robots, built with style
French robots, shaped in style
French robots, built with style
French robots, formed for style

French robots 
track with style
compress with style
scan with style
lock  with style
fold with style

French robots, built with style
French robots, built with style
French robots, shaped in style
French robots, built with style
French robots, formed for style

Style on style

rotate (with style)
sync (in style)
filter (for style)
release (with style)
track (with style)
pulse (in style)
fold (for style)
rock (with style)

French robots, born in style
French robots, wired for style
French robots, holding style
French robots, wired for style
French robots, locked in style

Robotique Heartbeat Drive

Yeah
Oh

I feel weak
Skin feels raw
Head goes blank
Breath goes sharp
Every nerve shakes me
Breaking while I stand

Spit out
Spit out

Stains stay deep
Bones hum cold
Mind slips off
Heart burns fast
Done with hiding pain
Throw it in your face

Do not look down
Do not step back
Hear what I am
Take it or break

Spit out
Spit out

I feel torn
Never healed
Flesh runs hot
Thoughts run wild
If this hurts your pride
Good you taste mine

Spit out
Spit out
Spit out
Spit out

Spit out

The way she moves
Non-verbal motion
She's swimming in blue
Saltwater ocean

Don't break the rules
Unwritten language

You want it
She got it
A better day
It's coming
Believe me
Just meditate

On non-verbal motion
She's so far away
Different locations

You want it
She got it
A better day
It's coming
Believe me
Just meditate

On non-verbal motion
And the sea
Underwater dreams
How do you stay so cool
And collected?
This music's got me in a mood
I can't say it

Stop the track, stop the track. 
Do you want it ? 
Do you get it ? 

Let's finish that track

You want it
She got it
A better day
It's coming
Believe me
Just meditate
You want it
She got it
A better day
It's coming
Believe me
Don't hesitate

A better day

A minimal, calming ambient track designed for uninterrupted rest and mental stillness. 
Warm drones, airy synths and sparse piano gently pulse in slow motion, guiding the listener into deep, hypnotic quiet.

Faded Lanterns

I'm burning out
I was out of control
It's going down
There's nowhere to go

I was born in this fire
Take me higher
Let's get physical
I've been down for a while
Get me wild
Let's get physical

You look good
And I'm feeling it too
Knock on wood
That you'll get in the mood

I was born in this fire
Take me higher
Let's get physical
I've been down for a while
Get me wild
Let's get physical

I wanna go for a ride
Take me higher
Let's get physical
I've been down for a while
Get me wild
Let's get physical

I was born in this fire
Take me higher
Let's get physical
I've been down for a while
Get me wild
Let's get physical

Let's Get Physical

Shadow (Shadow), shadow holds the surface
Leaves no light returning
Nothing left to give
Shadow (Shadow), darkness keeps me silent
Barely ever shifting
Holding what I am

Into the dark Umbriel
That’s where I stay now
Into the dark Umbriel
I don’t, I don’t
I don’t respond
Into the dark Umbriel
No light, no light
No light, no light

Shadow (Shadow), time has left its markings
Crater after crater
Nothing smoothed away
Shadow (Shadow), one bright scar remembers
Where the surface opened
Once, and never stayed

Into the dark Umbriel
That’s where I stay now
Into the dark Umbriel
I don’t, I don’t
I don’t respond
Into the dark Umbriel
No light, no light
No light, no light

(Into the dark I stay)
(That’s where Umbriel keeps me)
(Into the dark I stay)
(In stillness, in stillness, in stillness)
Why Umbriel, Why ? 

Into the dark Umbriel
That’s where I stay now
Into the dark Umbriel
I don’t, I don’t
I don’t respond
Into the dark Umbriel
That’s where I hold ground
Into the dark Umbriel
No light, no light
No light, no light
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)
(Umbriel)

Into the dark Umbriel

Cold
Snap snap
Marked
Locked in
Steel eyes watch no witnesses near
Step back, step back, let it register

Still outside on the strip, never left
Still tapping my circle on secure sets
Say less now, I don’t give excess talk
Step wrong once, feel the consequence hard
Face to face now, no captions shown
Pulse loud inside, no distractions grown
Crowd pulls back when tension gets closer
Step back now, step back, hold composure

[Verse]
High alert, eyes scan quick
Trust thin now, ice I stand on
No loose talk, every word weighed
Pride clashes hard, unpaid debts rise
Check posture now, check the pace
Same small space, sharp race on
You lean loud, I lean precise
One slip here costs more than twice
No flex made for approval looks
I count angles deep, read the room clear
Men size men when lines get drawn
Hold your frame tight or you’re gone
Keep calm when it turns head-on
No backup plans, no second guess
Cold city taught me stance early
How to read stares, read advance

Still outside on the strip, never left
Still tapping my circle on secure sets
Say less now, I don’t give excess talk
Step wrong once, feel the consequence hard
Face to face now, no captions shown
Pulse loud inside, no distractions grown
Crowd pulls back when tension gets closer
Step back now, step back, hold composure

Don’t crowd me now, keep the gap
Too close now, that’s a real trap
Male pride heavy in narrow lanes
Some fold quick when they feel that weight
You perform tough, I remain calm
That’s the edge when it turns head-on
No theatrics, no extra talk
Just who holds frame when we walk
Cold nights taught fixed stance
Read heat early, read chance fast
Will wars start, I don’t blink
Hold my frame under pressure stress
No chase here, I set pace
Expose what you can’t regulate
When the moment peaks, I don’t flinch
That’s how wins form in a clinch

Still outside on the strip, never left
Still tapping my circle on secure sets
Say less now, I don’t give excess talk
Step wrong once, feel the consequence hard
Face to face now, no captions shown
Pulse loud inside, no distractions grown
Crowd pulls back when tension gets closer
Step back now, step back, hold composure

Men measure men by silent code
Who breaks first when the pressure grows
I don’t boast loud, don’t inflate
Hold the line firm when it’s late
This ain’t luck, this is pattern
Every rivalry sharpens manners
Slip once here, that’s all it takes
Male competition shows no grace

Cold stays fixed
Eyes don’t slip
Frames held tight under stress
No noise now, no excess

Male competition

I learned something today
Sharp looks better on my face
Soft fades, soft stains
Hard stays in place
Yeah, I learned something fast
Nice never seems to last
Sweet cracks under light
Mean fits just right

Cold looks good
Cold stays clean
Being cruel keeps you seen
Go

Cold looks good
Cold stays clean
Being cruel keeps you seen

Yeah, I learned something true
Kind gets used
Mean gets through

Cold looks good
Cold stays clean
Being cruel keeps you seen

Too nice, you break
Too nice, you fade
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh

Cold looks good
Cold stays clean
Being cruel keeps you seen
Cold looks good
Cold stays clean
Being cruel keeps you seen

Being cruel keeps you seen

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.

2025 : my picks

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