What she does
Play anything. She takes it from there.
No setup, no playlists to link. If your computer is playing it, she is dancing to it.
count it in.
A track is playing, so she is dancing. Click her, or stop the music.
hears.
She hears what’s playing. Spotify, a video, a DJ set in a browser tab. Whatever your computer plays, she hears it. No microphone.
counts.
She finds the count. The tempo, the drop, the second of silence before it. Real choreography on the beat, not a loop.
dances.
She lives on your desktop. Over every window, out of your way. When it’s quiet she does her own thing, a few inches from yours.
What she hears
She hears the music. That’s all.
One permission, the one a dancer needs. And she stays out of your way: her controls appear when you rest on her and fold away when you leave.
Meet her
Asuko.
the best part of any song is the second before it starts.
A performer, not a pet. She answers with her body, says very little, and what she says is dry. Play her something good and she will show you.
- Her shelf
- K-pop, house, city pop
- Signature
- The hold, then the hit
- Off the floor
- Her laptop, a coffee, her own music
Get on her list.
One email when she lands. Nothing else.