At 40 minutes, it’s tight and focused. No filler — every soundscape, no matter how brief, pushes forward the sense of discovery. Despite its fragmentary nature, OLYMPICA FM loops on repeat, begging listeners to find hidden connections in what at first seemed random broadcast fragments.

Stripped of traditional pop structures, it trades clarity for a cinematic experience mixing voice-notes, glitches, and hypnotic instrumentals.

An album that lingers. In its abandoned radio dead-ends, you feel the pulse of lost broadcasts and untold stories waiting for your tuner’s return.