I gave “I’m Not Tolerable” a listen the other night, not expecting much more than a moody synth vibe, but it caught me off guard in the best way. There’s this kind of quiet intensity to it. The vocals feel like they’ve been lived in, like someone’s been carrying a lot for a while and finally sat down to speak out loud. It’s not dramatic, it’s not dressed up. It just is, and somehow that lands harder than anything trying too hard to sound polished.
What got me was how the track doesn’t push itself. It stays in its lane, moving at its own pace, and that gives it room to be honest. The lyrics don’t play nice or try to soften anything, which works because the delivery isn’t theatrical — it’s tired, in a good way. Tired of pretending, maybe. It feels like Bad Bubble isn’t trying to impress anybody here. He’s saying, “This is how I feel,” and walking away from the mic. That kind of vibe is rare. The production’s simple, not lazy — more like it knows when to shut up and let the voice do the work. The synths don’t crowd the room. They hover, they hum, they pull you into this kind of mental fog where the words feel closer than they should. By the end, you’re not quite sure if you feel better or worse, but you’re definitely not in the same place you were before hitting play.
Give this one a listen if you’re into songs that don’t dress themselves up or over-explain. Bad Bubble’s building something unique here, and you’ll want to be around for whatever’s next. Follow him on socials and Spotify to keep up with new releases. He’s making music for people who still want to feel something real.
