A permanent archive
The songs they loved.
In their own words.
Leave them here permanently — for the people you love, and the strangers who will one day understand.
Live
I was here.
People creating their legacy playlists right now, all over the world.
- Margaret T.Liverpool, UK
A Day in the Life — The Beatles
- James W.Auckland, NZ
Helplessly Hoping — Crosby, Stills & Nash
- Ana C.São Paulo, Brazil
Água de Beber — Astrud Gilberto
- Robert K.Chicago, IL
Lowdown — Boz Scaggs
- Yuki M.Kyoto, Japan
Toki wo Kakeru Shōjo — Yumi Matsutoya
- Priya N.Mumbai, India
Tujhe Dekha To — Lata Mangeshkar
How it works
Your music, your words, forever
Choose the songs that defined your life. Write what they meant to you. No audio hosted — just your annotations, permanently archived.
Private until you say otherwise
Your playlist stays private. Set a gentle check-in interval. If you ever stop responding, your words publish automatically — a final act of generosity.
Permanently recorded
Every entry is cryptographically timestamped and independently verifiable. Your words exist outside any single server, company, or institution.
Why this exists.
My mum used to sing along to classic rock in the kitchen. She never had good pitch. She didn't care. The songs were hers in a way I didn't understand until she was gone.
My uncle played The Who every Sunday morning. “Baba O'Riley” at a volume that annoyed the neighbours. He never explained why. He never had to. When he died, nobody asked. Nobody knew to.
I discovered David Bowie in the 2000s, twenty years after he'd existed, like he'd just been invented. Someone introduced him to me. I can't remember who. That context is gone forever.
“Every ordinary person who ever loved a song, and never got to explain why — this is where that goes.”
This is not a grief product. Not a streaming service. Not a startup. It is a permanent cultural institution — the first place music gets its human history, told by the people who lived with it.