The album is the cathedral. Club Cuts is what happens when the doors open onto the street. I took four pieces from TECHNOCLASSICO I and rebuilt them for the floor. Kick from the very first beat, rolling bass, DJ-friendly intros and outros, around 128 BPM. The cello, the organ, the twelve midnight bells and the nine bows are all still there, just louder, darker, and harder to walk away from. Light tears through the dark. The dark pulls the light back down. Play it loud🔊

Expected release: October 2, 2026

There are two souls in me. One belongs to the day: pure, quiet, made of morning light. The other belongs to the night: darker, slower, more dangerous, and I've stopped apologising for it. TECHNOCLASSICO I is where they finally play together. Strings, harpsichord, organ and cello, set over the heartbeat of melodic techno. I made these songs on nights when I felt alone, believing that someone was still there to hold me. If you're alone tonight too, this album is your angel🕊️

Expected release: October 2, 2026

ROOT FOR THE MONSTER JANESAYS · Full-length album · 14 tracks · Out 9 October 2026 · Palalala Records Every story has a hero, and the hero has a sword. Nobody ever roots for the monster.

I wrote this album from the other side of that story. The narrator knows exactly where she sits in it: third act, torchlight, somebody's father with a very good reason. She has watched them rehearse the face they make right before they say they had no choice. And in all that time, in every version, she has never once been the one anybody was rooting for.

Then somebody did.

Root for the Monster is fourteen songs about what happens after that. A counting rhyme you make up to get through the first year. A ring that taps on wood. A kiss that turns a skeleton back into a face. A small word that nobody says out loud. A woman who climbs out of the ground feet first, dances, loses her mind, learns Spanish, and finally stands on the outside of the door she started behind.

If you heard She Returns in October last month, you already know eight of these songs as club records. These are the originals: slower, closer, written to be heard in a room with the lights on. Same cello under everything. Same voice that never shouts. Listen to both and you'll hear the same song breathing in two different rooms. That's the whole point of the order.

The album opens with a knock from inside a coffin. It ends with the same knock, heard from outside.

For the single monsters, heroes and heroines building an identity nobody handed them: you are not alone. I'm rooting for you. I always was. — JANE

Expected release: October 2, 2026

I have always had two colors. The one you see — the pure one, the piano, the quiet voice — and the one that comes out after dark. Dark music. EDM. The floor. That side has never been a costume; it's the desire underneath the daylight version of me, and once a year, in October, I let it drive. In 2025, The Skeleton's Serenade carried the Palalala Records name to dancefloors I had never been to. She Returns in October is what comes after it: the songs of Root for the Monster, rebuilt track by track for DJs. Same bride. Same voice. Louder room.

Morning Coffee Club — warm acoustic café music (nylon guitar, Rhodes, upright bass, brushed drums, one cello) for slow mornings, work, study and reading☕

I wrote these songs for the people I drink my first cup with every morning. Today I'm finally letting them out.

There was a stretch of this year that was the hardest I've had. What got me through it wasn't anything big — it was four people, one bad coffee machine, and the same cup at the same time every day. Nobody founded the Morning Coffee Club. Somebody just stood up one morning and said "coffee", and three people stood up too. That's the whole story. That's why it works.

These five songs are for them. For the days they carried me without asking what was wrong. For the mornings nobody had to talk yet. For still being there at nine. This is my thank-you and my love letter — to my team, and to the small ritual that gives me new energy every single morning.

Every song ends on a few spoken words. Listen for them.

Expected release: September 11, 2026

Some love doesn't arrive. It falls on you.

SOAKED begins with a single drop at the base of the throat — small enough to deny, close enough to know exactly who it is. Then a second at the collarbone. Then a third behind the ear. Nobody says anything. Nobody has to.

There's shelter three steps back. Two other people already ran for it. She watched them go.

This record isn't about being taken. It's about staying — about the moment you realise you could have turned around, you have turned around your whole life, and tonight you simply don't. Every song is one more layer soaked through, until the title track arrives and there is no dry part of her left, and she is not looking for one.

And when it's over, years later, the rain still runs down the same glass and gathers in the same place and falls — and she still looks up.