“I wanted to make something that feels like a corrupted file you can still dance to,” Roovy says via Discord. “The feature verse from [Artist Name] just breaks it open.”
Rising hyperpop provocateur XH Roovy returns with [Song Title], a two-minute assault of blown-out 808s, crystalline melodies, and existential dread wrapped in neon plastic. Following the underground success of [Previous Release], Roovy doubles down on their signature sound — part MySpace scene relic, part internet decay anthem. xhroovy