Future Babel: a gut-punch, a mess of cyberdelic rocktronica, industrial dance-punk, anti-pop electropop, indietronica’s jagged edge, alt-rap’s spitfire, reggae’s slow burn, and unexpected hyperpop breakdowns that shatter like glass. It’s both hip-hop and spoken word, snarling about death, existential rot, time’s cruel trick.

Their latest album, Cyber Sunday is a psychedelic dive into the void, asking if we’re ghosts in a simulation, if we’re doomed to reincarnate, if tomorrow’s utopia or a dumpster fire.

Prepare for dirty guitars, mind-bending soundscapes, and visual art that clasw at your subconscious. Every song and show is a biblical gut-rip, making you question your own damn shadow.