Chrome Daydream
Chrome stars, jelly hearts and holographic colour. A nod to the glossy, optimistic graphics of the early web.
The notebook changes its cover every month. Each one takes its cues from a different corner of music, paper and internet culture. Explore the collection below.
Haunted Notebook is here through November 1. Coffee Shop Confessional takes over November 2.
Chrome stars, jelly hearts and holographic colour. A nod to the glossy, optimistic graphics of the early web.
Cassette ribbons, red-pen hearts and pink paper. For anyone who ever put too much thought into a mixtape.
Vines wind around the speakers and flowers take over the margins. Spring gets the volume knob.
Pixel ghosts, cherries and electric blue meet the notebook doodles. A little arcade cabinet in the margins.
The pink splashes, coffee ring and black doodles that started it, with the volume turned up. The notebook's home colours.
Peel-and-stick chaos: skulls, butterflies, hearts and neon lightning. Think of the back of your favourite battered laptop.
Torn tickets, halftone fragments and bright scraps. A cover that borrows the rough edges of a wall full of gig flyers.
Black ink, torn paper and acid-yellow sparks. A love letter to photocopied zines and the flyers you kept after the show.
Stars, speakers, tape and every loud colour at once. Back-to-school stationery with absolutely no restraint.
Moths, little ghosts and crimson ink creep through the black flourishes. The notebook has a late-night alter ego.
Coffee rings, headphones and warm paper. A cover for the long walk home and the track you play again when you get there.
Moons, moths and constellations spill across midnight-blue ink. The margins drift into space; the music keeps going.
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It is one in the morning and a Lykke Li song has somehow become a weapon, which is not a sentence I expected to type this year. Future Fear already lived on The Afterparty, the album where she finally gave in and made the breakup record a dance record, and Killen. takes that impulse the rest of the way. He keeps her voice almost untouched, that specific Swedish melancholy that always sounds like it is being sung through a closing door, and builds a patient, pulsing house track underneath it until the sadness has a four-four heartbeat. The restraint is...
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There is a disco string stab in Feelings that sounds like it was lifted straight off a 1979 twelve-inch, and the moment it drops in, the whole track grins. Getting Junior Jack in a room with Mark Knight and James Hurr is a genuinely exciting prospect if you have any history with this music, Junior Jack being the man behind E Samba and Thrill Me, records that basically soundtracked a decade of European clubs. Feelings leans into that lineage hard. It is tech house with the disco left in, a filtered loop that struts rather than stomps, topped with a...
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First thing in a while that made me want to be in a sweaty room full of strangers. Midnight Blues is deep, slightly melancholy house, the sort that understands the dancefloor is also where people go to feel their feelings in public. Jay Sync builds it on a warm, rolling bassline and a vocal that floats somewhere between a hook and a sigh, and the whole thing has a blue-hour glow to it, lonely but not sad, the specific mood of the last hour before a club turns the lights up. There is a piano figure that comes in late...
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When did bass house get this mean, and why is nobody stopping it? Split Signal is Habstrakt and Nostalgix feeding off each other in the worst way for your speakers and the best way for your night. Habstrakt has been a reliable supplier of that French, rubber-ball bass house bounce for years, all springy low-end and precision drops, and Nostalgix brings the thing it was missing: an actual presence on the mic, bars spat with real attitude instead of a borrowed pop vocal dropped in from a sample pack. The result is a track with a chip on its shoulder....
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