What is life? Where do I belong? I’m stuck in a world that I don’t fit into, just trying to figure it all out. And I’m fxcking over it.

I come from the year 3045.. from a distant timeline ravaged by creative oppression. Being an artist where I’m from is both illegal and crazy dangerous... fxcking lame right?

But my homies and I didn’t care - we knew that self expression was more than worth the risk.

What we started one fateful night was the foundation for The Hume Collective.

Through a series of events that I’m not totally cool talking about in detail, I accidentally hopped timelines and landed in 2021. I quickly realized that I can be myself and make music out in the open! Good shxt. I released a bunch of music, like Life Is Good (banger.)

But just a few years after meeting some of my closest friends and releasing some of my best music, I accidentally hopped timelines again.

I’m alone here.. trapped in what feels like an abandoned 1990’s Suburbia. What the actual fxck...

I can’t take this anymore, I miss my home. I’m free to make music, but have no one to hear it.. Can you hear it in your timeline? How do I get back to my friends in 2021? Or 3045?? Helloooo...