jinnin’s music is a rupture—cracking open the shell of control to expose the raw nerve underneath. Her sound is a confrontation with trauma, a relentless excavation of buried memories, cycles of harm, and the violence absorbed, witnessed, and inflicted. There’s no illusion of catharsis here, no neat resolution—just the tension between destruction and the possibility of rebirth.

Still, jinnin is wary of turning self-destruction into spectacle. She doesn’t see music as just a vessel for suffering but as a space where transformation can take root. Pain is not an aesthetic; it’s a threshold—one that doesn’t demand surrender but suggests the possibility of regeneration.

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