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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The strangest booking of Defqon.1 2026: GPF, a collective whose entire brand is treating gabber as the world’s loudest inside joke, get the RED mainstage on Sunday. That’s the ceremonial closing slot, normally handed to a hardstyle institution with a decade of history behind it. This year it goes to the people making uptempo bootlegs of pop songs. I’m fully on board. 1. GPF, DJ Gollum, BassWar & CaoX - I Want It That Way (Uptempo) Yes, it’s the Backstreet Boys. Yes, it’s pushing 180 BPM and completely sincere about being ridiculous. The whole point of GPF is that you...
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Sixty-two tracks went up this week and house ate most of the plate, which is very on brand for a blog that claims to love everything and clearly has a type. Drum & bass kept pace, the bass crowd got fed, and Hardwell apparently decided to move in. We didn’t change the locks. Here’s what mattered. Track of the Week Chase & Status - BADDADAN (KNOCK2 RMX) “BADDADAN” was already a UK jungle monster that refused to leave festival sets alone, so KNOCK2 dragging it across the Atlantic and rebuilding it for the American bass scene was always going to...
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The number that should be on every front page: at half the companies in the S&P 500, the median worker would have to clock in for 200 years to make what their CEO made last year. Two hundred. Last year that figure was 192, so the math is getting worse on schedule. Median CEO pay climbed almost 6% to $17.7 million in 2025, rewarded for “bigger profits and higher stock prices,” which is corporate for “we found new ways to pay you less.” At Coca-Cola the boss pulled roughly 1,739 times the median worker’s $17,947. Read that wage again. That’s...
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Hardcore gets typecast as a boys’ club, and the people actually closing these stages keep proving otherwise. A couple weeks out from Defqon.1, here are three who have spent years setting the pace instead of following it. 1. Miss K8 & Tha Watcher - Reflections Miss K8 came out of Ukraine and turned into one of hardcore’s most bankable headliners. “Reflections,” the Harmony of Hardcore 2025 anthem with vocalist Tha Watcher, is two women owning a festival’s entire identity for a year. 2. AniMe - In The End AniMe has been a fixture of Italian hardcore for years, and in...
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