{"id":22295,"date":"2025-09-18T09:19:18","date_gmt":"2025-09-18T14:19:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=22295"},"modified":"2025-09-18T09:19:18","modified_gmt":"2025-09-18T14:19:18","slug":"my-top-10-vocaloid-songs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2025\/09\/18\/my-top-10-vocaloid-songs\/","title":{"rendered":"My Top 10 Vocaloid songs"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n<ol start=\"10\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Steampianst- \u201cThe Umbrella Salesman\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">So low because it&#8217;s kind of sad and more of a storytelling. GENUINELY SO HAUNTING, it&#8217;s all about an umbrella salesman who says his umbrellas are magic levitating umbrellas, but nobody buys them. So, on a rainy day he goes to the top of a tall building and jumps off with the umbrella. Let&#8217;s just say he certainly ends up above in the clouds&#8230;non magically&#8230;<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-22296\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/umbrellasalesman-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"234\" height=\"234\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/umbrellasalesman-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/umbrellasalesman-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/umbrellasalesman.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 234px) 85vw, 234px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"9\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> R.I.P- \u201cLanguage of the Lost\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">AAHH very upbeat considering it&#8217;s about a confused identity and goes through a range of emotions, IT HAS SUCH A HAPPY ENDING where the Teto (the Vocaloid singing) realizes it doesn\u2019t matter what she is and only that she&#8217;s her and she should love that.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-22297\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/languageofthelost-300x169.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"327\" height=\"184\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/languageofthelost-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/languageofthelost.jpg 320w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 327px) 85vw, 327px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"8\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Deco*27\u201cMonitoring\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">Pov of a mentally ill person on the person who is checking in on them outside, Lowkey a BANGER plus its cool when you get little flashes of reality that aren&#8217;t delusions.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-22298\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring-300x169.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"335\" height=\"189\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring-1200x675.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/monitoring.jpg 1280w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 335px) 85vw, 335px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"7\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Paseri Onuma- \u201cEgoist\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">About WELL an egoistic person believing they are better than the things around them to an EXTREME point.&nbsp;<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-22299\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/egoist-300x300.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/egoist-300x300.webp 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/egoist-150x150.webp 150w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/egoist.webp 740w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"6\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Kikuo &#8211; \u201cO Light\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">A person in a dream BEGGING to wake up, the character seems to be just stuck in an endless cycle of delusions.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-22300\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight-1024x1024.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight-768x768.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/olight.jpg 1080w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"5\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> 32ki- \u201cMesmerizer\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">The two characters are basically hypnotized into a sense of calm while they were looking for an escape.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-22301\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Mesmerizer-300x169.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"169\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Mesmerizer-300x169.webp 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Mesmerizer-1024x576.webp 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Mesmerizer-768x432.webp 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Mesmerizer.webp 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"4\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Abu-Se-Ken- \u201cFlowers, Mountains &amp; Funerals\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">AHHH Kinda hard to make out the meaning but from what i get i believe its about living on after someone dies. It has really cool and climatic instrumentals<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-22302\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/fmf-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/fmf-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/fmf-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/fmf.jpg 630w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"3\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Abu-Se-Ken-&nbsp; \u201cWant to Be Cremated\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">A deep reflection on cremation, delving into grief and what comes after<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-22303\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/wtbc.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/wtbc.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/wtbc-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol start=\"2\">\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> Lanndo- \u201cLower one\u2019s eyes\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">Narrated from the perspective of a maid who feels conflict in her relationship with her teacher (a \u201cwitch\u201d). She admires the witch but simultaneously harbors jealousy, guilt, and fear. Driven by her insecurities and longing, she betrays the witch\u2014this betrayal leads to the witch\u2019s execution. The maid wrestles with remorse and the weight of her own decisions. (TLDR: doomed yuri)<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-22304\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-300x147.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"378\" height=\"185\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-300x147.png 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-1024x502.png 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-768x376.png 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-1536x752.png 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes-1200x588.png 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/loweroneseyes.png 1715w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 378px) 85vw, 378px\" \/><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol>\n<li><span data-contrast=\"auto\"> FLAVOR FOLEY- \u201cSpoken For\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">The song follows an idol who feels trapped in her career. Her words, image, and actions are all controlled by others, leaving her with no personal freedom. As she performs, the pressure of constant expectations eats away at her identity. She struggles with exhaustion, self-doubt, and isolation, realizing that everything she presents to the world is scripted and \u201cspoken for.\u201d <\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;134233117&quot;:true,&quot;134233118&quot;:true,&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335559740&quot;:240}\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-22305\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/spoken-for.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/spoken-for.jpg 225w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/spoken-for-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 85vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Steampianst- \u201cThe Umbrella Salesman\u201d So low because it&#8217;s kind of sad and more of a storytelling. GENUINELY SO HAUNTING, it&#8217;s all about an umbrella salesman who says his umbrellas are magic levitating umbrellas, but nobody buys them. So, on a rainy day he goes to the top of a tall building and jumps off with &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2025\/09\/18\/my-top-10-vocaloid-songs\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;My Top 10 Vocaloid songs&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":110,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[268],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22295"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/110"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22295"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22295\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22311,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22295\/revisions\/22311"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22295"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22295"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22295"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}