Let’s be honest “404 // Realness Not Found” might be more than just a data packet disguised as music. A glitch manifesto in the age of optimization. Each track is a system error, a refusal to conform, a digital middle finger to predictable art and polished personas.

Swagner’s lyrics oscillate between surreal absurdity, fragile vulnerability, and street-level poetry — all filtered through the cracked lens of a machine trying to make sense of a world that doesn’t.

The production is messy by design: boom bap drums clash with field recordings from Bangkok, distorted synths loop in broken patterns, and voice fragments whisper truths you weren’t supposed to hear. There are no hooks (or are they?), no structure (might be), no algorithmic safety nets (that for sure). Just raw, processed chaos.

“404 // Realness Not Found” isn’t here to climb playlists. It’s here to corrupt them.

It disrupts.
It glitches.
It doesn’t ask for attention. It reroutes it. Attention. Attention. 

Visually driven by cryptic AI imagery, urban symbolism, and a surreal cyberpunk aesthetic, each track exists as its own universe: Disconnected, yet echoing the same signal: Truth cannot be downloaded.

This project is a conscious refusal of commodified identity.
It’s Luke Swagner’s way of saying: “If you’re still trying to ‘get’ me, you’re already too late.”