My name means fire. My heart is ice.
An extrovert by need. An introvert by nature.

After a lot of introspection, I realized I have always been trying to ignite something in myself that refuses to burn completely. I am an extrovert by need, an introvert by nature. I come alive in rooms full of people and then go home and finally breathe.
The contradiction is not something I fight anymore; it is what I am. When I love, I give fire. But the ice in me never melts. It just turns darker and builds more of itself.
Ignite Snow is what happens when I stop explaining that and start playing it instead. No lyrics. No AI. No persona. Just a guitar, a feeling, and whatever comes out when there are no expectations, not even from myself.
The music is nostalgic. The playing is imperfect. The moments are unrepeatable. I keep it all anyway.
This is the dream I said wasn't mine. Turns out it was.
No shortcuts. No rehearsal. No second takes planned. Just raw guitar and feeling.
I've made music in other ways, with other tools, under other names. This is different. This is me, actually me. Playing guitar over a background music I built from scratch. There are flaws in my playing, I heard them, I kept playing, because that is life. They're part of what this is.