Our first album? Well, we stuck to tradition and named it after the band. Not because we lacked imagination, but simply because this record speaks for itself—no extra labels needed.
We talked a lot. About every detail, every sound. We searched, experimented, got things wrong, and learned along the way. Some tracks come from deeply personal emotions, others are lighter, almost carefree. But in every song, there’s a part of us—something lived, something that just had to be expressed.
Some tracks appeared almost by accident. A bassline played as a joke, a vocal idea recorded in a rush—months later, they somehow became full songs. Others were stubborn, problematic, completely uncooperative. We wrote, rewrote, changed, scrapped, and started again.
We’ve learned that music, like life, is full of compromises. The only difference? In music, you can always change your mind.
We deliberately kept the sound minimal—no unnecessary layers just to make it bigger. Vocals and bass are at the core of every track, everything else follows. We weren’t aiming for flawless production or a hyper-polished mix; we just wanted the music to feel alive, as if we were playing in the same room as the listener.
Mixing and mastering it ourselves was like learning a new language—without a dictionary and with a teacher who kept changing the rules. We spent hours trying to figure out why something sounded great on one speaker and dreadful on another. We argued with frequencies, fought for balance, and tried to avoid making it too flat or too overcooked.
We did consider handing it over to someone else. We thought, “Maybe someone with more experience can give us the clarity we’re missing.” We tried. But then we realised that delegating would mean losing the most important part: learning, discovering, making mistakes, and improving. So we took the longer road. The less convenient one. But also the one that gave us the most.
There wasn’t a single moment when we decided the album was done. Maybe it was when we finally stopped wanting to change everything every week. Or maybe when we realised that, despite all the second thoughts, each track told a story we no longer wanted to rewrite.

In the end, we didn’t finish the album. The album finished us.