Music
TetraChromacy's darksynth and electronics, guitar work under my own name, and hybrid human-AI compositions. Nearly thirty years of playing, almost twenty of recordings.
I'm Kaylea Fox — musician, writer, builder of accessible things, perpetual student. I think a lot, I feel a lot, and I'm never not working on something. This is home base for all of it.
TetraChromacy's darksynth and electronics, guitar work under my own name, and hybrid human-AI compositions. Nearly thirty years of playing, almost twenty of recordings.
The blog, Strays — an ongoing Star Wars serial — and my Substack essays, mirrored here in full.
Tools built accessibility-first, with disadvantaged users in mind. Made by a blind developer who lives here.
The whole picture: who I am, what I make, and why.
Most people have family albums and old videos and take them for granted. I have soundtracks and memories.
I heard about a half-fretless guitar in a forty-five second video, guessed wrong about which way the neck had been divided, and handed my favorite Schecter to a guitar tech in a basement with a work order derived entirely from that guess.
Reverse-engineering a discontinued guitar pedal's abandoned app to build FreedomHawk, an accessible Windows editor — and the drum machine, Sequin, that split off from it. Built with AI, directed by a blind developer.
Mary Starling went quiet for a year. Amaryllis is what grew in the dark. Sixteen tracks and sixty-eight minutes of industrial dark pop, glitch, and psychedelic ambience, tracing one long arc from wreckage to bloom — the follow-up to Fractured Fusion, and the answer to it. The amaryllis is a flower that cannot bloom without its dormancy. Neither, it turns out, could she.
The sophomore record, and the title is the argument: tenure means they cannot fire you. No filter, no remorse — until track four, where the mask comes off.
Twelve tracks of orchestral hip hop, written for a bet with a friend and then well past it. The front half flexes; the back half turns the mic inward.