Rubbernecking

This, These ( Parts 1&2 )

Deceiving Creatures

Beginning Of The End.

Looking Back

Hot Couches

🎧 Track: Mademoiselle Mystique
🎸 Indie Rock × Jangle Pop × Post-Punk
🌦 Mood: Romantic Collapse • Parisian Irony • Groovy Longing

Description:
What do you get when you mix heartbreak, French literature, and an existential fashion show? You get Mademoiselle Mystique — a baguette-scented ballad for anyone who’s ever been ghosted by someone in ankle boots quoting Foucault.

She arrived late. She judged your Spotify playlist. She said “peut-être” with a shrug so elegant it should’ve been framed in the Louvre. Meanwhile, you wore your hoodie like hope and your heart like a club badge. Rookie mistake.

This isn’t just a breakup song. It’s a soirée of sighs with backup vocals from crushed masculinity and the ghost of your Google Translate history.
Think:
🥖 Paris, but the part where no one texts back
🍷 Wine, but with subtle contempt
🧥 Style, but emotionally unavailable
🗼 Love, but post-structuralist

🎶 Guitars that jangle like your nerves on a second espresso
🎶 Lyrics that stab with eyeliner precision
🎶 A chorus so catchy it might critique you in French

Warning: May cause spontaneous cigarette cravings, introspective walks by the Seine, and an overwhelming urge to reread The Second Sex while crying in a Zara changing room.

Press play. Regret nothing. Except maybe the oysters. 🦪💔

Lyrics:

You showed up late, with no apology
A scarf, some boots, and silent mythology
A cigarette waved like a wand in the air
I choked on the smoke, but you didn’t care

You spoke in quotes from Simone de Beauvoir
While fixing your bangs in a rearview car
I asked if you liked me, you said “peut-être”
Which is French for never, but with better hair

I wore my heart like a football crest
You wore your doubt like a vintage vest
And every shrug was couture despair
God, I fell in love with your vacant stare

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
Elegance with great physique
A walking riddle wrapped in wine
You laughed and said, “don’t call me mine”
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
Cool detachment, tongue-in-cheek
I brought you flowers, you brought critique
Oh — you tragic, tonic, Gallic freak 🎶

You said you eat croissants without the guilt
And wear regret like designer quilt
I tried to match your existential grace
But my hoodie screamed “Midwestern face”

You read Camus and sipped Chablis
While I googled how to flirt in French for free
You kissed my neck with a sigh so light
It echoed louder than our final fight

You said “love is war, but make it chic”
Then vanished like a French boutique
Now all I have is your perfume ghost
And an overdraft from that Bordeaux toast

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
Elegance with great physique
The queen of cold with lips so red
You left me texting while you read
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
A walking Vogue critique
I lost my pride in your boutique
Oh — you magnifique, Parisian freak 🎶

“I never said I’d stay,” you whispered…
Then ordered oysters and made a face when I mispronounced œufs.

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
You made detachment so unique
I wore your silence like a badge
While you slow-danced with your carry-on bag
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
Bittersweet, tres magnifique
I wrote this song, you’d call it bleak
But darling…
I’m still stuck in your mystique 🎶

Mademoiselle Mystique

Interlude

Digital Dusk drifts through quiet static and fading signals — a chillwave soundtrack for the end of the connection. Shimmering synths, airy textures, and hypnotic rhythms pulse beneath the surface as the sun sets on the screen and everything slips offline. It’s atmospheric, melancholic, and made for getting lost in the glow.

chillwave, dreamwave, synthpop, indie electronic, digital dusk, atmospheric, retro pop, 80s inspired, melancholic pop, vaporwave, cinematic synths, lo-fi electronic, dreamy vibes, nostalgic pop, late night music, digital love, chill electronic, new music, indie artist

Digital Dusk

production/vocals/engineering by SUN$ET
featuring vocals and lead guitar from yourhandsormine

Lyrics:
I wish I could understand 
All the things in my head
Beneath the ocean of thoughts
There lies the abyss
When you start thinking a lot 
You get stuck inside your head
Overthinking a lot 
So you start dreaming again

It’s just a haze in my mind
All I see is cloudy skies
Hard to tell sometimes
What is yours and what is mine
Falling deeper now 
My feet won’t hit the the ground
After all is said and done
What have you become?

Wish you could understand 
Wish you would understand

I wish I could understand 
All the things in my head
Beneath the ocean of thoughts
There lies the abyss
When you start thinking a lot 
You get stuck inside your head
Overthinking a lot 
So you start dreaming again

drowning in my dreams (ft. yourhandsormine)

Credits:
Written and performed by Elena Morgenstern, Nayeli Astra Xóchitl, and Brad Astra
Produced by The Miracle Syndicate
Mixed and mastered by Brad Astra at Nude Studio · Calgary · Canada
Label: Painful Records © 2025

There Is No Cure for a Nightmare

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Chillwave, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, New Wave, Indie, Alternative

protocol (i know what it's like to be different)

protocol (i know what it’s like to be different)

Velvet Dust (dreamy version)

Betting on a wish
getting further today
while looking in my eyes
I don't know what to say
hanging on I'll wish now
to me now

Had enough of me running today
my hands are getting tired of them wanting to shake
not running for now
I'd rather die than to look at me 
I don't want to see my world break

A lot of times where I'm calling loud for me
louder than pain I'm still on the way to save me
I'm still on my way to save me

I've seen it in my eyes
I'm not alive
I'm betraying all my thoughts
I fear my time
and the fear to fall behind
I'm terrified
holding to my lies
I'm holding now

Slipping through my hand
I see how far I fell
I'm losing sight of me
and all the I held
it's all a waste now
it's all a waste now

wish

On The Other Side

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Bedroom Pop, Psychedelic Pop, Indie Rock, Alternative

such strange hours

when we go
so far 
will you stay in my arms
when were far apart 
and mean so much
would you make sure i say
what im hoping
cus youre far away
and ever so close 
the emptiness 
is growing old
when were meant to be 
right in front of me
i didnt know
you or 
my happiest is gone

emptiness (prod. denny darko beats)

New single: Tell me now
This, these part 1,2

Ep: Beginning of the end
1. Deceiving creatures
2. Beginning of the end

Album: Rubbernecking 

*disc 1
1. Deceiving creatures
2. Looking back
3. Beginning of the end.
4. Nothing on the surface
5. Hot couches
6. Keep up
7. Tell me now
8. Command prompt 
9. This, these ( part 1, 2)

*disc 2
1. CYEAS
2. Deceiving creatures remix 
3. Nothing on the surface ( earlier version. )
4. Berjalan aku
5. Interlude
6. A very good yearning for a saudade melancholy


Thanks to; Wildan Ahmad, Saiful Zambry, Farith Fitri, Azim Screamo & AA. for helping me with the second album production. 🫶🏼

This, These ( Parts 1&2 )

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