Who we r
90210 makes flash-lit club music with a bruised pop heart—sleaze, synth bite, and hooks that feel like a dare. Fast drums, sticky melodies, and a silhouette built for the afterparty.
Our story so far
90210 is a project born in the hours after everything ends—when the lights are too bright, the air tastes like metal, and desire turns into rhythm. Blending indie sleaze attitude with electro pressure and hyperpop gloss, 90210 writes songs that move like a rumor: blunt, sensual, and slightly dangerous. The sound leans on sharp synth lines, restless percussion, and choruses that hit like a memory you can’t delete—built for sweaty rooms, cheap speakers, and late-night drives with the windows down. On stage, 90210 shifts between control and collapse: tight, high-energy sets that feel intimate even at full volume. The visual language follows the same instinct—minimal, brutal, and obsessive—text-as-mantra, black-and-white contrast, a kind of sacred static. Nothing is explained too much. Everything is felt.
