Glitch 86 is not from here. Not exactly.
One foot in the now, the other somewhere in 1986, he emerged through a temporal glitch — a ripple in the timeline carved open by neon static and warbled synths. Armed with a battered VCR and a bag of unlabeled VHS tapes, he travels between decades, decoding lost frequencies and broadcasting forgotten futures.
His mission? To bring back the warmth, weirdness, and wonder of the 80s — one warped synth line at a time.
From retro dreamscapes to VHS-fuzzed beats, Glitch 86 builds sonic time machines: ambient lullabies for broken arcade cabinets, dancefloor anthems for rainy-night car rides, and lo-fi transmissions from a world where analogue never died.
Step into the portal. Rewind. Press play.
