Music has always been more than just a background for me. Every track, every tune is a mood, an emotion, and even pieces of memories. But one day I felt that the usual playlists became too small for me. I wanted something new, something that would hook me, like the first time I heard my favorite Slipknot track.

One night, while scrolling through social media and random videos, I came across a short clip. The beat in it was so powerful and atmospheric that I immediately stopped. The bass pounded in my head, as if forcing my heart to adjust to its rhythm. I didn't know what genre it was, but I didn't care anymore - I wanted to hear more.

I opened Shazam, found out the name of the track - it turned out to be phonk. The first was some Memphis-rap remix with a vintage voice, as if from the distant 90s, combined with an aggressive 808. It was like traveling to another time and space - a darkness where the beat has a life of its own.