Pickles

-Love ferments.
"Pickle My Heart" is a psychedelic love song where romance and strangeness intersect exquisitely. It portrays "preserved emotions" that continue to live on sourly yet sweetly, even beyond the expiration date of love.

What sways inside the glass jar-are they memories, or lingering regrets? In the brine made of salt, vinegar, and tears, even pain crystallizes, eventually beginning to shine like a jewel.

"Pickle my heart, don't let it fade."

That single line is a prayer for undying love and, at the same time, a spell of obsession.

The sound is both retro and futuristic.
An acid bassline gradually seeps through, while neon-like synths glow inside a bottle.
When you listen, a sweet and sour aroma rises, and memories bubble up in your mind-enveloping you in that kind of sensation.

This song is a work that visualizes the 'perverted innocence' behind 'romanticism'.
A perfectly preserved heart, instead of decaying, continues to mature forever. It is madness, and it is beauty.

"Pickle My Heart"-It makes you want to open the jar once more to check the 'love still fermenting' inside you.