synthétique

Six lanes of rhythmic patterns that build themselves from maths. Set the rules, then break them — add ghost hits, rolls, stutters, accents. Point it at any drum machine and watch patterns emerge you’d never program by hand.

A melody generator that doesn’t use a piano roll. A wave shape picks the notes, a rhythm engine picks when they land. Slides, trills, accents — it has the soul of a 303 but writes lines you’d never think of. Connect it to any synth.

A hexagonal grid where every tap is a chord, and moving one step changes just one note. Harmony that flows instead of jumping. Add strum, inversions, or record a path. Point it at any synth.

The base pattern is the skeleton. Rudiments fill what's left, woven across hi-hat and snare. Change the subdivision and the skeleton bends to fit — 16ths to triplets to 5-tuplets, the groove holds. JD Beck phrasing, Aphex feel, classic rudiments, all watching themselves get drawn on the staff as they play.

The classic synth sound. Fat basses, sharp leads, warm pads. Oscillators through a filter, shaped by envelopes — the building blocks of every synth sound you know. Eight voices, all modulatable.

Six sound generators stacked and tangled into each other. Electric pianos, glass bells, metallic hits, textures that shift while you listen. Load thousands of classic patches or design your own. Eight voices.

24 completely different sound engines in one plugin. Twist three knobs — harmonics, timbre, morph — and the whole character changes. Analogue, digital, granular, vocal, physical — it shapeshifts but always sounds musical. Eight voices.

The body of an instrument — without the instrument. Pluck it, strike it, blow into it. Strings ring sympathetically, everything resonates. Previous notes hang in the air while new ones arrive. Four voices. Hidden inside: a 12-voice polysynth easter egg.

47 synthesis engines. The deep end. Classic waveforms, noise, speech, models of things that don’t exist. Where Textiles is a curated selection, Threads is the full catalogue. Eight voices.

Bow, blow, or strike a virtual material. It responds like a real object — but the object is impossible. Instruments from a world with different physics. Monophonic.

Load samples. Play them across the keyboard. Per-bank sample selection, pitch shifting, filtering. Simple, immediate, no fuss.

A faithful 808 reimagining. Sub-thump kicks, snappy snares, sizzling hats, all-analogue-modelled. Tune, decay, accent — everything you need, nothing you don’t.

Drop in a loop, chop it up. Auto-slice or cut manually. Each slice mapped to a MIDI note — rearrange, pitch-shift, mangle. Your breaks, rearranged.

Audio goes in, texture comes out. Granular clouds, frozen moments, spectral smears, time-stretching. The space between sounds.

A chain of processors that makes drums hit harder. Saturate, crush, shape transients, add sub-bass boom, squeeze, tame. Parallel blend.

Stutter, reverse, gate, bounce, tape-stop, destroy. Feed it a beat — it gives back something you didn’t expect. Musical chaos, clock-synced.

Two modes — plate and waveguide. Tight rooms through to infinite freeze. Hold a moment in suspension. Warm, dense, long.

Delay with tape character. Each repeat degrades, darkens, drifts. Wow, flutter, saturation. Echoes that age gracefully.