HEY

Hey. was the epitome of every teenager's angst and fear. The waffling position between appearing too cool or not cool enough. Chummy, like most creatures in the Universe, succumbed to these years with awkward yearbook photo after awkward yearbook photo. He tried to impress the other Charccs with his acoustic guitar playing, to repel them with his sense of fashion and poor comic timing, and longed for someplace in the world that would make him comfortable. Fast-forward 15 cosmic years and Chummy is on top of his game. Having grown exponentially from his teen years into his current heartthrob status, it was the painful memories of where he had come from that shaped his third album, Hey. A playful jab at the nonchalance of appearing cool while actually doing nothing that could be misconstrued as, the album was a look back on the moments that had made the Charcc the massive success we know him as. His acoustic-minded background shines here in most tracks, interwoven with synthetic beats that chart the journey from his bedroom to the stages of interplanetary festivals. The solemn tone of the closing beat offers yet another what-if in the long-standing catalog of the IBP. If not for that fateful day, would Chummy have gone on to become a prolific beatmaker? Or would his star have fizzled out, the dreams he had conjured in his lonely bedroom remaining as is?