Chasing the Demon

One day, the song that consumed your soul suddenly feels like nothing. Like all the magic bled out of it overnight. It’s not even a gradual fade, it’s just done. And that void, that restless, itching feeling? That’s what drives you to find the next one.

You don’t just enjoy music, you chase it. You’re on a constant hunt for that one song that will hijack your brain, take you apart, and put you back together again. And when it finds you? It’s intoxicating. You run it into the ground, you squeeze every last drop of feeling out of it, live inside its rhythm, until, eventually, it dies.

And then the cycle repeats. Because your brain needs that stimulation. It’s not just about liking a song, it’s about fixation, immersion, escape, destruction, rebirth.

It’s so Si demon, grappling with the past, trying to capture a feeling, controlling time in a way that feels unnatural to you. Enjoy being in its presence while it lasts.

You’re a 500 Club VIP, my love. You live in the deep end.