Those tones and textures have shaped much of my musical identity. But behind the twang and tremolo, there’s a restless curiosity that keeps pulling me toward uncharted sonic territories.
That’s where the fun really begins!
I’ve been using Suno, an AI-powered music tool that’s as wild and unpredictable as the ideas I throw into it. It’s not just about generating music — it’s about sculpting sound. I spend hours writing, rewriting, and endlessly tweaking prompts, trying to distill something unique: a hybrid that doesn’t just combine genres, but transforms them into something singular and striking.
Lately, I’ve been asking myself: what happens when you stir together the shadows of dark New Orleans southern gothic, the dusty drama of a spaghetti western, the fire and flair of mariachi trumpets, the mournful grandeur of Italian funeral bands, and the solemn dignity of Salvation Army funeral marches?
What you get is Qalabalique.
It’s a swirling, cinematic experiment — part fever dream, part funeral procession, and somehow still a foot-stomping, head-nodding journey through a surreal musical landscape. It’s weird. It’s bold. And if your ears are itching for something that sounds like nothing you’ve heard before, you owe it to yourself to give it a listen.
Because sometimes, breaking the rules is the only way to find something real.
