“COLOROFVIOLET” by Scott Thompson aka 7saturns7 Blends Lofi Grit with Hyperpop Glow

In an era when music often flirts with virality more than vulnerability, Scott Thompson, the Southwest Florida artist known as 7saturns7, delivers something far more profound with his third single, “COLOROFVIOLET.” Released under his self-run micro-label bønesincali, the track offers a saturated, distorted, and achingly poetic entry into a uniquely modern emotional landscape. It’s a hyperpop requiem for the romantically wounded, infused with echoes of Renaissance grief and the shimmer of futuristic hyperchill production. “COLOROFVIOLET” is a track that doesn’t just play—it haunts, questions, and paints.

Clocking in at just under three minutes, “COLOROFVIOLET” may be brief in runtime, but its weight is undeniable. The track opens with a punchy, clicky drumbeat—crisply digital yet emotionally analogue—and quickly floods the listener with waves of washed-out synths, blurring the line between beauty and chaos. Thompson’s voice, drenched in reverb, bitcrushed to a fuzzed-out glow, floats in the haze like a cry from another dimension. The effect is deliberately raw, a dreamy, lo-fi distortion that mirrors the internal storm he narrates—both an artistic statement and a method of emotional delivery.

But it’s the lyrics, dripping with personal ache and crafted with poetic precision, that truly crystallize this release as something special. “The color of violet, I can contrive it…” – The repetition of this line is more than a catchy refrain—it becomes a mantra of survival and self-realization. The titular “COLOROFVIOLET” isn’t just a shade; it’s a metaphor for bruised love, for the spectrum of betrayal, pain, endurance, and self-reinvention. Violet is both flower and wound. The bruises inflicted by love are rendered with an art-school sensibility, as if the pain has been curated as carefully as a gallery exhibit.

Like Michelangelo’s “Study of a Mourning Woman,” the Renaissance sketch that inspired this single, Thompson captures an almost sacred grief. Where Michelangelo used charcoal to etch sorrow into parchment, 7saturns7 uses synths and distortion to paint anguish across the digital canvas. He calls this ethos a “digital renaissance,” and rightly so. The song blurs eras and genres, collapsing the gap between old-world beauty and the glitched-out textures of hyperpop.

“I wanted to make something artistically inclined in a new-aged way,” Thompson explains. “While still rooting it back to classic works, like that of Michelangelo.” That vision is no gimmick. It’s an earnest attempt to fuse emotional timelessness with modern tools—a digital renaissance, as he calls it. In that sense, “COLOROFVIOLET” becomes more than a song. It becomes a time capsule of pain reimagined as beauty.

The writing is direct, but loaded with emotional layering. Lines like “I’m waiting with open arms, but baby, I’m spineless” reveal a character stripped of defenses, a romantic figure both pathetic and poetic. He’s vulnerable to a fault, yet self-aware enough to admit it—a tragic anti-hero for a generation raised on emotional whiplash.

“You made me look stupid, I can’t deny it… You shot me down, but baby, I survived it” – Here lies the heartbeat of the track: confrontation and survival. The repetition of this phrase becomes a kind of digital chant, like echoing pixels bouncing off chrome-plated heartbreak. There’s rage, yes—but muted by sadness, layered beneath vocal effects that obscure the full emotional violence.

Rather than scream, 7saturns7 lets his production do the yelling. The vocals are layered and processed into a dreamlike haze, creating a sonic mirage that distances the listener from the emotional core just enough to make them lean in. It’s this tension—between intimacy and obscurity—that makes “COLOROFVIOLET” so mesmerizing.

Prior to the track’s release, 7saturns7 began teasing fragments of imagery on Instagram via a hypnotic poetry reels—a rare form of multimedia storytelling. These reels (which can be found here: Teaser Reel 1 and Teaser Reel 2) mix cryptic text, visuals, and glitchy overlays—mirroring the track’s lyrical tension and audio-visual synesthesia. They function like modern illuminated manuscripts—devotional, dramatic, and deeply personal. It’s promotional content with soul, and it gives 7saturns7 a visual language that complements his audio one.

Scott Thompson’s backstory adds further depth. Growing up in culturally sparse Southwest Florida, he found himself drifting not into local tradition but toward creation as escape. As he tells it: “This place is bland… If anything it probably lead me to stray away from all the boringness and to go create stuff.” This emotional detachment from his environment gave him freedom to build his own sonic universe—a world where grief is gilded, and heartbreak is refracted into neon tones.

His partnership with producer Saint Austin and their label bønesincali is also telling. The name itself, once Austin’s stage moniker, evolved into a tribute to mortality and artistic legacy—“he always told me… when he dies, he wants to be buried in California.” That blend of personal mythos and poetic longing runs through all of 7saturns7’s work.

The track’s “dreamy-bitcrushed” vocal chain is as integral to its emotional resonance as the lyrics themselves. Thompson’s unorthodox combination of bitcrusher, chorus, and reversed convolver turns his voice into a spectral presence—like a memory glitched out of time. He admits, “It gives my sound a unique edge,” and he’s right: the vocal textures are unfamiliar, but deeply effective. It’s the sound of someone trying to connect but being trapped behind the static.

This is a sonic signature that fans of Brakence and Glaive will find familiar—but 7saturns7 doesn’t imitate. He inhabits his own digital skin, pushing boundaries through his use of distortion not for aggression, but emotional surrealism.

While his earlier tracks like the ambient “poison” and the instrumental debut “Stella” hinted at an artist finding his footing, “COLOROFVIOLET” is a confident step into his own universe—a fully-formed identity that merges sonic experimentation with conceptual depth. It’s part of a growing catalog that, while still emerging, is clearly intentional, cohesive, and visionary.

“COLOROFVIOLET” isn’t simply a song—it’s a statement. A thesis. A war cry whispered through autotune and fuzz. 7saturns7 doesn’t need to shout to be heard. His voice comes through loud and clear—crushed, yes, but unmistakably human.

And in a world oversaturated with polished heartbreak, “COLOROFVIOLET” gives us something beautifully flawed. Something real. For fans of glitchcore, digital art, romantic ruin, Renaissance sorrow, hyperpop and hyperchill—this track is your cathedral, and Scott Thompson aka 7saturns7 is anti-pop’s newest antihero.