No More Cake Left For Us (2025)

Merhaba sayın seyirciler,
ladies and gentlemen,
and maybe some spectateurs

There is some terrible news
Some of it is a bit speculative
Some of it is pure bullshit
<3 disguised as rational discourse <3

But there is 1 truth,
deeply post-truth:

THERE IS NO MOre caKE LEFT
Nothing
Not a crust

Just some frosting
for the 所谓 real men

Sorry
You don’t qualify

no more cake left for us unfolds as a sonic translation of a fragmented and ironic narrative that begins with a multilingual address. The “bad news” circulating within the text alongside speculation and “bullshit disguised as rational discourse” is treated as an echo of the contemporary post-truth condition. Here, truth is no longer a stable ground, but an unstable, shifting, and dissolving sonic phenomenon, constantly reconfigured.

The phrase “There is no more cake left” functions not only as a declaration of absence, but also as a motif suggesting the collapse of collective imaginaries built on sharing, privilege, and exclusion. Familiar patterns of speech, media language, and fragments of everyday rhetoric are transformed within the sonic material, engaging with a collective memory. This memory is not only composed of what is remembered, but also of what is distorted, forgotten, and continuously rewritten.