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the last survivors of youth

as a younger person, i wrote a lot of sad little songs alone in my room. almost all of it has settled into the recesses of iphone voice notes and files on old computers, or was only played live to friends from beds and couches. there eventually came a time where i wanted to create music i would be proud to share more widely-- and that i thought would make other people proud of me, something i craved. so i took what i percieved as the best of those songs, rewrote and reworked them, learned to use production software, and created the best tracks i could. just like everything else, i got too scared to share them at some point, stopped working, and they started to collect dust. looking back years later, i think they are an honest, deeply imperfect expression of the pain of trauma, isolation, and young queerness, of the desire for something better, and of the despair that something better would never come. maybe someday i'll share more, or finish producing these. but for now, the demos can be found here:

noise experiments

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