AI made producing music fast. It did not make listening less demanding.
The machine proposes.
I decide what deserves another listen.
A model can generate a voice, a string section or a perfect drop. It cannot decide what should stay, what should disappear or why a song deserves another listen.
Taste lives in the edit: the tension before the chorus, the line that says enough, the texture that gives a track a world of its own—and the judgment to stop before the idea gets buried.
The difference between a song and AI slop is not whether a machine touched it. It is whether someone listened hard enough to make decisions.
Not one genre.
One point of view.
Club tracks, dark indie rock, folk narratives, baroque psychedelia and music for disappearing into the work. Generated with AI. Selected, shaped and released with intent.
01
Electro-pop · Club · Internet culture
Retardmaxxing
Glossy electro-pop for choosing bad timing over personal-brand enlightenment. Terminally online, self-aware enough to be dangerous.
02
Dark indie-pop · Rock · Spanish
Parpadeo
Dark indie rock as a broken film reel: crossed wires, collapsing scripts and the decision to become the error in the equation.
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04
Folk-rock · Storytelling · Slow burn
A thousand letters
A folk-rock epic about the relationships that never quite end, told across cities, distance and years of unfinished sentences.
05
EDM · Electro house · Minimal hook
Glitch
An obsession reduced to its cleanest digital loop: one like, one story, a drop that keeps returning.
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07
Folk-rock · Blues-rock · Transformation
Have fun and feel free
Starts as an intimate folk prayer, then lets the guitars turn a private transformation into something physical.
08
Spanish indie-rock · Nocturnal · Catharsis
Sin mirar atrás
Nocturnal Spanish indie rock about muting the feed, surviving the echo and moving forward before certainty arrives.
09
Industrial dance · House · Absurdism
Luigi
Industrial club absurdity with an Italian hook, a Big Mac and precisely zero interest in behaving sensibly.
10
Folk-rock · Narrative · Minor key
December’s child
A cold folk narrative about privilege, rupture and the systems surrounding a public act of violence—observed, not mythologised.
Postmode, beyond this selection