born 1998. florida. moved to atlanta. made beats. vanished. came back as edward skeletrix.
no interviews. no face. no explanations. the music’s loud, ugly, broken on purpose.
museum music wasn’t for you. neither was the last one. nothing is.

i post when i feel like it. drop 30 songs just to delete them. you heard one? no you didn’t.
glitch loops, fake lyrics, ai vocals, rage drums. none of it matters.
i eat once a day. it’s usually static.

if you’re still listening, that’s on you.