I’ve been messing with an electronica song since May of 2025. I had gotten some new synthesizer VST plugins and was experimenting with arpeggiated, acid/303 style bass parts, as well as some cool analog synth patches for pads and leads on my Deepmind12D.

I just couldn’t make it flow. I had three or four sections that didn’t seem to relate to each other, and I was getting frustrated. I knew I had to add vocals to give myself a framework, as well as some forward momentum.

In March of this year, I went to make a new text document to throw together some song ideas. In my lyric drafting directory, I found a file I couldn’t remember anything about, called “Night Butter lyrics” and created sometime in 2019. It was a scrap of nonsense that I’d had rattling around in my noggin, “I was covering myself with butter, like a man in a dream.” I don’t know where I came up with it, probably a fever-dream after seeing the trailer for The Greasy Strangler. I think this was something I’d played with for an afternoon and then deemed too silly/stupid/gross to finish.

There were just nine lines in the original draft, but as a lark, I started chanting it in a goofy voice over some sections from my abortive acid-breaks experiment.

Oh crap, this kind of works!

I revised the lyrics, figured out a structure that worked better, and added more layers with some of my new toys, including a Roli Seaboard M and a Korg modwave Module. At first, I was using them as a placeholder, which I told myself I could rewrite into something less dumb… like how “Yesterday” allegedly evolved from Paul McCartney singing “Scrambled Eggs” . But no, I couldn’t bring myself to change the chorus to “Net Runner” and mutilate this masterpiece into some mere Cyberpunk pastiche. Viva Nightbutter.

I just can’t decide whether I want to call this genre Churnwave, Electronic Butter Music, or Phospholipid House.

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