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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Liquicity remains undefeated at making me emotional over a breakbeat. Telomic’s remix of Wherever You Are is liquid drum and bass doing the thing only liquid can really do, pairing a heart-on-sleeve vocal with rolling, glassy production until the sadness and the momentum become the same feeling. Telomic has one of the warmest low ends in the scene, a bass that hugs instead of hits, and the remix leans entirely on that warmth. The original was already a gorgeous bit of songwriting; what Telomic adds is motion, a rhythm section that keeps the whole thing gliding at that specific liquid...
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One cup, two hundred fingers, zero solutions. Aerial view. The whole office pointing at one spilled coffee like it personally attacked their quarterly targets. The cup is on its side in a puddle. Nobody is picking it up. That is the part that’ll follow you out of this image. We have perfected the art of surrounding a problem and screaming at it from every direction while the puddle quietly dries on its own. Two hundred people and not one of them is reaching for a napkin. The response gets bigger every year. The spill stays the same size.
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Veterans making this kind of effortless noise should be illegal. Calyx and Kemal have been welded together as a duo for years, and Above The Sun is them operating at the altitude the title promises, a big melodic drum and bass roller that never once feels like it is trying too hard. The pads open the thing up like a skylight and then the drums arrive with that signature snap these two have always had, crisp enough to cut but swung enough to move. There is a vocal sitting way back in the mix, more texture than lyric, and it...
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Three in the morning, headphones on, the ceiling doing slow laps, this is the track for that exact coordinate. Driftline is progressive trance that earns the word drift, a long, unhurried builder that is in no rush to get anywhere because the travelling is the entire point. ANUQRAM and Julian Nates layer pad on pad until the low end feels less like bass and more like weather, and a single arpeggio threads through the middle of it like a light you are following through fog. There is barely a drop in the traditional sense; the track just keeps gathering mass...
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11 years ago today, Coldplay released “Adventure of a Lifetime.” It still sucks. The music video is the four of them in motion-capture suits, rendered as CGI monkeys dancing in a jungle. Nobody in the room stopped this from happening. And honestly, it’s the most accurate visual representation of the band’s creative process to date: primates pressing buttons and hoping something sticks. The song itself is a disco-funk guitar riff that sounds like it was pulled from a Maroon 5 reject pile, Chris Martin singing “turn your magic on” over it like a man reading a fortune cookie aloud at...
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