I recently started releasing my music officially.
Before that, I felt a bit unsure about putting out only old recordings,
so I combined some recent tracks with older ones.
But after a while, I wanted to separate them properly—
to let the past works stand on their own.
So I uploaded a collection of my older songs on Bandcamp.
The artwork is a simple photo of CD-Rs and covers I made in my 20s.
Not perfect, but something I wanted to preserve quietly.
A day after releasing it, I received a message.
It was from someone in New Zealand.
He told me that he had been keeping my old songs from the MySpace era,
and was the one who shared them with the “Lost Archive” YouTube channel.
For a long time, I didn’t know how those recordings had survived online.
Now I finally understood.
He also makes music himself and is starting a small label.
Reading his message meant a lot to me.
It made me realize that my music had stayed with someone, somewhere.
It also became one of the reasons I started making music again.
I don’t know if something like this will happen again.
But if the sounds I leave behind can stay with someone, even quietly,
