In the hushed hours of the night, Alec found solace within the walls of his home studio, where creativity knew no bounds. As a renowned artist, the pressure to deliver greatness weighed heavily on his shoulders, yet the silence of the night offered him a sanctuary to explore the depths of his musical soul.

With each stroke of the pen and every chord he strummed, Alec sculpted melodies that resonated with raw emotion, drawing inspiration from the nocturnal symphony outside his window. The moon cast its gentle glow upon his studio, casting shadows that danced in time with the rhythm of his heart.

As you entered his messy studio you saw him hunched over his desk and clicking his mouse over the three screen in front of him, playing around with some editing program as his chair swirled on the hardwood floor back and forth between the keyboard and the desk

“ehi beautiful. come, i need your opinion on this track”

he spoke in a soft yet stressed tone trying to conceal the stress this album making was getting on him