Jynxter

They say he’s from the Malay Archipelago.

An Old Money Otai who’s wandered far, felt deep and returned with beats stitched from memory, mischief, and melancholy. He’s shared kopi with hustlers, cocktails with yuppies, and silence with strangers who felt like mirrors.

Jynxter is on a mission to strike off his bucket list—one ridiculous first at a time.
He’s survived DVT on a non-stop 18-hour flight in economy, free fall to the ground during a heli-rappel on a UH-1H, plunged into deep cold open water dives with a wedgie, conquered a 24hrs Saddle Sore challenge solo in 12, not pooping for 9 straight days bet at SWBTA, crab walking pee baptism merry-go-round onto someone's van, exorcised possessions from Pocong to Guan Gong and many more. Now, he’s writing songs—possibly the most terrifying adventure yet.

They call him Jynxter—
Half jester, half ghostwriter for feelings you didn’t know you had.
He makes music for people who smile too wide, so nobody sees the cracks.

Curious like a child, cynical like someone who’s tried.

It's not for fame. It's an avenue for him to start another first.

With every track, Jynxter seeks to embody his motto:
“Restart life’s curiosity like a child—doing something for the first time again.”

Ladies and gentlemen...
Welcome to the show!