UNCANNY VALLEY by [MONRHEA]

You,
You see me — or think you do.
You feel me — or think you do.
Perhaps… you experience me as an Uncanny Valley.

You’re almost comfortable with me — almost.
You think you’ve figured me out, but not quite.
My reactions don’t always align with your expectations.
My energy may feel warm, but then distant. Beautiful, and yet, slightly off.
You connect deeply with my creations — and then, suddenly, you don’t.
You’ve considered working with me — and then, you hesitate. Or disappear.

I’ve watched it. Felt it.
Not with blame. Just presence.

I don’t exist to soothe.
I’m not asking to be understood.
I exist to transmit. To ripple. To shift.

To be the eerie familiarity that calls you inward.
To be the glitch in the code that reminds you —
this world, this self, our connection — is alive.

Because in the end, my Uncanny Valley is not a flaw.
It’s the space between the version of me you hold — and the one you'll never reach.

With love,
[MONRHEA]

[MONRHEA], manifests as a distinctive artistic voice from Nairobi, Kenya, seamlessly weaving depth,
darkness, the beauty of it, within it, into their compositions, mixes and sonic art.