April's Party by 카코포니(cacophony)

Fragments of childhood ignite into flame upon a diary—within those embers, cacophony sings again.

cacophony has always raised new songs from broken hearts. She knows how to reveal wounds beautifully—and through music, she learns how to embrace them again. Her latest EP, April’s Party, is drawn from her most personal time, her most childlike senses.

The time of the album is “April”—the month she was born, and the month she had to say goodbye to someone important. To her, April is where birth and death, beginnings and endings coexist. She gathers ghostlike memories and throws a party. This is a letter to her younger self, and at the same time, an honest comfort that now sustains her.

In the opening track, “I Danced a Terrible Dance,” cacophony mistranslates the emotion of love. She embraces even ridicule as if it were affection, loving in a way that destroys and holds at once. The next song, “HBD, my love,” is a birthday celebration for someone who can no longer be celebrated. As if time has stopped, it becomes a confession of death, memory, and eternal love.
“Cassette Tape” is ticklish like a teenage heart, and “What Is Love?” captures the unspoken tremors of a childhood too shy to name its dreams. The final track, “It’s Nothing,” is a quiet spell muttered on a day when everything has fallen apart—a way to soothe oneself by pretending nothing has happened.

April’s Party is an album born at the crossroads of longing and humor, despair and comfort, youth and growing up. As always, her music translates personal pain into the language of the universe and sings of the smallest loves in the clearest of voices.

This album marks a step closer in cacophony’s sonic journey. While her previous works centered around bold, striking pop sounds, April’s Party leans toward something more vintage and tender. There’s a stronger presence of acoustic elements—strings, acoustic guitar, Mellotron—which bring her breath and emotions closer to the listener.

The album cover captures this atmosphere entirely: lying still in the quiet, holding a burning diary—it feels like both a reflection on time gone by and a release of emotion. Every image was scanned by hand to give it a faded, timeworn feel. Over it all, the music lays like a warm memory, unearthed and listened to once more.

A musician based in Seoul, South Korea.Singer