Oddrove - Pop Amoeba, released August 22nd, 2025

From the southern swampy tip of Florida, Liam discovered a gnome wandering in his backyard late at night. The gnome bounced around a lot and seemed to care little about the possibility of being devoured by stray dogs, so Liam took him in. The gnome began jumping on kitchen counters, cabinets, car hoods, and making a lot of noise. Liam thought that noise sounded interesting, and began recording the gnome’s bouncing… these are those songs.

When Liam asked the gnome what name he would go under, he declared his name to be “Oddrove,” before delivering a lengthy rambling manifesto:

"The written word needs to be understood. Music however, only asks that it be felt. Throughout history, people sang, people heard, people struck a variety of resonant materials, and people danced. But what happens when you integrate electricity into music? What happens when rhythm and harmony are no longer materialized from quick hands or paper notation, but decrypted from circuits? 

Unknowingly, more people are becoming participants of a new dimension of music, organic beings navigating a world that doesn't sleep like they do, circuits that operate in a way that is alien to vocal cords, algorithms that awkwardly "simulate" the emotion that was a driving factor of human history. Organic beings thrust into a digital world, we are figuring out how music, the most human of cultural expressions, fits into this weird transformation. 

Oddrove is my name. Pop Amoeba, released in 2025 and composed during a better part of the pandemic, draws on the emotions associated with this transformation, awkwardly straddling the lines between what is organic and what is electric. It is the hope with time, and with output, we can get a clearer picture of where the primordial voice fits into the homogenizing, sloppy, immortal circuitry of our age."

The gnome went on to bounce some more. He ate carrot cake and knocked down several paintings. Liam hasn't been able to have guests over for years. The gnome gave one of his friends a black eye, the other a bouquet of roses.