A Dive Into Avestean Music

Seedlings enjoy all types of music, especially tunes they can sing along to.

Have you heard some new sounds recently? Well, that could be your Seedling singing their heart out to their favourite karaoke track. It seems like this core Seedling part of life - a love of music - has reached the Eilo Archipelago. 

From the echoing elegies of the first Pioneer settlers to the glitchy chirps of microbe-tuned synth pads, Avesta’s musical landscape isn’t just heard — it’s inhabited. We might even be able to go so far as to say that sound here is currency, protest, intimacy, and ceremony. 

Take Eilo-Jazz, for example. Known to have been born on the holiday resorts of pre-unihaven Eilo Archipelago, it’s what you might get if the Terran Miles Davis took mushrooms and meditated with a crystal encoded in memory traces. Improvised, impressionistic, and intensely felt, Eilo-Jazz is described by its practitioners as synesthetic: a swirl of feeling that shimmers with colour, scent, and sometimes, if the vibe’s right, childhood memories.

Its fraternal twin, Eilo-Electronica, is a low-frequency beautiful balm — layering Eilo’s mystic ethos over field-recorded rainfall, subaquatic vibrations, and glitched-out rhythm sequences. It’s as if the forest floor had a BPM.

Back on the mainland, in the glowing heart of the Verdantis continent, something quieter — but no less profound — has wafted the way towards the Eilo islands. Synth-Verdantis is sound without speech: ambient waves inspired by the local bioluminescent flora. The songs resist lyrics; instead, Seedlings at karaoke dens overlay their own, often absurd, deeply personal refrains. One moment it’s a tragic love story, the next it’s news headlines reworked into operatic disco — a communal remix of real life. Often it can get downright absurd. We love it.

But don’t mistake Avesta’s sound for pure escapism. In the underlevels of Metahaven, where inequality seeps into steel and circuitry, Core-Pass Chants rumble like engageé protest warnings. Songs like “The Forgotten Seedlings” and “The Rich Get Richer” aren't mere rallying cries — they're communal purges, screamed into shared darkness with the fervour of the dispossessed. 

And yet, for all its avant-garde sheen and revolutionary spirit, Avestan music still finds its greatest expression in a humble tradition: karaoke. Nightly, Harmonization Stations fill with Seedlings crooning Synth-Nu-Wave bangers like “Binary Sunset”, howling forgotten folk standards, or throwing themselves into genre-bending, off-key mashups. It’s chaotic. It’s gorgeous. It’s the sound of a unihaven finding itself.

As Avesta’s story unfolds — politically, biologically, spiritually — so too does its soundscape. And make no mistake: this is music not as backdrop, but as battleground, bedroom, and balm. On this planet, every voice matters. Every Seedling gets their song.