I create out of internal necessity—my music and literature are pure catharsis, a way to filter my perspective through profound unilateral deafness, where silence and sound carry unequal weight. Through this distorted lens, I write gothic romantic and diarist poetry in its literary sense, compose original sonic landscapes, and deconstruct classical works into raw, unpolished audio and experimental structures. Driven by love, melancholy, and late-hour isolation, my work maps the quiet, unconventional complexities of individuality. This is my reality, it is not a performance.

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Notes from the home studio.
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