Grind, grind, crawl, crawl.

Ice should be in my cup, but it's hard to make lemonade with rock hard inorganic lemons.

My music involves not an escape, but plunge into somatics, my neural flow. It can be challenging to create anything whatsoever. We are animals, thriving on chaos and conquest.

However, at this stage of chronic humanalogical spreading across the Earth's surface, it's time for a serious beachside merge. We can't walk on the ocean floor, and breathe, without piped air, somehow. It's even more challenging than eating, breathing, and trying to complain while not biting your tongue at the same time.

We can do that any day of the week.

Tags: 116 bpm, analog, bass focus, beach hits, blast radius, chronic, digital, hard ambient, neocortical, temporal, week 13 2026, View by:nerBeater