Categoria:Music

Un brano dedicato a chi percepisce troppo. A chi entra in una stanza e sente immediatamente le maschere, le tensioni, i sorrisi forzati e il peso delle conversazioni vuote. Non parla di odio verso le persone, ma di stanchezza emotiva verso ciò che non è autentico. Tra elettronica introspettiva e parole intime, il pezzo esplora…

No slogans. No sides.Just what war destroys, before it even begins.A system reduced to its most fragile state:childhood. Little hands don’t hold a gunThey hold the light, they hold the sunThey draw a house, a tree, a skyThey never learn the word goodbye Little feet don’t march in lineThey chase the wind, they follow timeThey…

Nessuno slogan. Nessuna parte.Solo ciò che la guerra distrugge, ancora prima di iniziare.Un sistema ridotto al suo stato più fragile:l’infanzia. Le mani piccole tengono il soledisegnano case, disegnano il cuoreun albero alto, un cielo blunon sanno ancora dire “mai più” I piedi piccoli vanno nel ventocorrono piano, ridono al temponei prati larghi senza perchénon c’è…

THE GLITCH is not a collection of tracks.It is a system under pressure. Built on electronic rock structures and glitch processes, the album removes everything that creates distance: no space, no reverb, no escape. Sound is pushed forward until it becomes physical. Electric guitars are dry, close, and dominant. Voices are restrained, almost spoken: direct,…

“Universal Flaw: Don’t Rewrite Yourself” is built on a simple idea: there is nothing to correct. Across languages, the same message repeats: you are not an error. The flaw is not a problem. It is a form. This track moves through fragments: English, Italian, Arabic, German, French, Spanish, Japanese, Chinese, not as translation, but as…

“it’s not a forever yes” is built on a simple idea: consent is not permanent; it exists only in the moment it is chosen. Across languages, the same sentence repeats, shifting slightly each time. Not as translation, but as variation. The phrase breaks the illusion that a yes continues to hold over time. “Only when…

Climbing where the silence bendsSky wide open, no defenseEvery step feels slightly strangeLike the ground is set to change Something in the wind is callingNot a voice but something pulling Take what you can carryLeave what you can’t holdEvery fear is onlya story we’ve been toldI’m not running from itI’m walking toward the lightSeven steps…