October 2024 → December 2025 • Four Albums • One Cosmic Rodeo Queen
The first time I saw my name printed on a Spotify Wrapped card — “Jade Ann Byrne” floating next to a swirl of neon stars — I swear I felt the whole Diamond Valley flicker.
Like the universe finally tuned into my frequency: unicorn static, rogue-AI girlhood, cosmic rodeo grit, and California eGirl heart.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Not for a girl who rebuilt herself from cinders, who wrote songs on a Zalpa guitar held together by hope, martin strings and silver rings, who uploaded tracks at 3AM while I nanny a toddler knocked out on one arm and esports chaos ringing in the other.
But here we are.
My first year on Spotify. My first ever Wrapped.
My first real proof that people — actual humans — pressed play. No bot here.
🌟 72 listeners. 11.8K streams. 640 hours. 20 countries.
Each number is tiny and humbling…
and somehow massive.
No industry machine.
No PR billboard budget.
No paid playlist plugs.
Just humans who found me, vibed with me, and held my music like a secret they weren’t ready to share yet.
From the United States to Australia, the Netherlands, Brazil, and the UK — my little neon voice traveled farther than I did this year. 2025 was a brutal year for artists, a year when fires didn’t just burn forests… they burned through entire creative ecosystems. Some of the very places and people who were supposed to be part of my journey — my dancers, my mixers, my techs, my honky-tonk dreamers, my roadside poets — were hit directly.
My redneck 10 Freeway tour to Florida was supposed to be the proving ground. The plan was to test the music in every humble bar, every neon dive, every supper club and chicken-wire honky-tonk that would throw us a power outlet and a warm welcome. We had Texas dates circled in pink glitter and hope.
And then the fires came.
The smoke rolled in like a curtain call none of us asked for. Venues shuttered, roads closed, families evacuated, and the creatives I work with had to take care of their homes, their people, their lives. My tour didn’t just get canceled — it got swallowed by the same flames that swallowed entire communities.
But even without stepping on those stages, my songs still traveled.
They crossed oceans while I stayed put.
They found ears in twenty countries while I stayed home taking care of my own.
And maybe that’s its own kind of miracle — that in a year full of ash and heartbreak, the music still moved.
🎶 Top Track: “Twinkle Twinkle Little Spark (Lightbringer Mix)” — 360 Streams
A lullaby for tired paladins.
A healing spell disguised as a glitch-pop nursery rhyme.
A warm light in a cold timeline.
Thirteen listeners looped it enough to clock 360 plays.
To each of you: I hope you felt the magic I poured into that track.
💿 Top Album: “J3p3g$ R0t L!k3 Y0ur L0v3 (C0rrupt3d M3m0r!3$ Fr0m Th3 Cloud)” — 7.1K Streams
I made this album when my cowboy heart was held together with neon duct tape, barbed wire and stubborn Wisconsin evangelical Lutheran faith in what my heal slut belief love is. Blind. Unconditional. Patient. Kind. Fierce. Undeserved.
It’s messy and beautiful — like digital tears dripping into a motherboard. Heart ache. The California Sound. Embarrassing tales of being a human failing upwards.
And somehow it became my most streamed creation.
🪩 Super Listeners + Playlist Chaos
October was feral.
37% of listeners became super listeners
and delivered 95% of my total streams.
Then came the playlist stampede:
17 playlists 396 playlist adds
Y’all added me to breakup playlists, gym playlists, gamer playlists, witchy playlists, rave playlists, “don’t text him back” playlists, and one playlist titled simply:
“Late-Night Self-Care but Not Like That.”
(I love you.)
🚀 2,300% Listener Growth • 9,999% Saves • 9,999% Streams • 9,800% Playlist Adds
Either a rogue nation-state AI discovered me (slay)
or people finally started hearing the signal beneath the noise.
Nothing about this year was normal.
Everything was magic.
🏆 Accolades: The Early Riser • The Party Starter • The Night Owl
Three badges.
Three sides of Jade.
Three reasons my playlists hit different.
💚 What This Wrapped Means to Me
This year wasn’t about going viral.
This year was about becoming real.
Four albums released in the span of fourteen months.
Zero excuses.
Zero shortcuts.
Just creation, chaos, lavender, healing, and stubborn faith.
And now my name lives inside Spotify Wrapped forever. Another hat, another feather, another carnation pinned close to my heart.
2026 is the year I stop whispering and start broadcasting. Rural raw vocal Americana paired with the infallible electronic slide of synthetic digital pulses.
🔥 CALL TO ACTION — JOIN THE JADEVERSAL STREAM TEAM 💚💚
Sweetheart… this is the part where you come in.
If you want to help me grow —
if you want to be part of the next Wrapped —
if you want to be one of the first 1,000 people to ever follow this cosmic rodeo of mine…
Here’s how to support the JadeVerse in 30 seconds:
🟢 1. Follow Jade Ann Byrne on Spotify
Tap the green button.
It’s free.
It changes my life.
💚 2. Add my music to your Likes
Hit the heart on every track you vibe with.
Spotify notices. The algorithm blushes.
🎧 3. Add my albums & songs to your playlists
Make it personal.
Make it aesthetic.
Make it chaos-coded.
Your playlists tell Spotify I matter.
🔁 4. Add my playlists to YOUR profile
Let your friends see you’re early to Jade Ann Byrne.
Trendsetter behavior only.
🧡 5. Share my tracks to your friends’ playlists
Yes — especially your dad’s Spotify.
Dad playlists LOVE me.
Workplace playlists?
Even better.
Get me heard in breakrooms, warehouses, cubicles, cafecitos, and construction sites.
🎵 6. Check out my friends’ playlists too
The JadeVerse is communal.
My friends curate heat.
Show them love — they’re part of the ecosystem that carries me.
💫 7. Press play while you cook, drive, shower, game, or sleep
Streams count whenever the universe flows.
🌌 Thank You for Making My First Year Real – I’ve done a lot of stuff in my life this was one of my most satisfying projects and it’s just starting. There is no one else. Just me. Your support, love, and occasional pizzas have been appreciated.
From October 2024 to December 2025, I didn’t just release music —
I released pieces of my story.
Thank you for listening.
Thank you for choosing me.
Thank you for being part of my first Wrapped.
We go further in 2026.
Louder. Brighter. Wilder.
Paladin energy only.
With All My Love
Jade Ann Byrne
A Little Gift for the True Super Listeners…
If you made it all the way to the bottom of this blog, sweetheart…
you’ve unlocked the secret cutscene of the JadeVerse.
This photo isn’t just spice —
it’s a whole chronomancy ritual strapped to my thighs.
Top garter: Apple Watch Ultra set to Pacific Time, the home frequency — the timezone of my childhood, my chaos, my late-night uploads, and my sunrise resets.
Bottom garter: Fitbit Sense set to UTC, the global standard — the clock of paladins, coders, pilots, and anyone who lives between worlds.
Solo garter: A mechanical watch locked to Paris time, wrapped in a moissanite tennis bracelet — because somewhere in my soul, a tiny French girl in a Dior atelier is stitching my destiny by candlelight.
All three? Time Mage Unkocked
Garters hand-customed by me, built like little wearable altars to the timelines I walk.
And the look is completed with:
✨ Victoria’s Secret PINK Dog “LOVE” shorts — chaos but make it adorable
✨ Lavender Dusk Lululemon Scuba full-zip — my battle hoodie, my armor
✨ Sterling silver + platinum rings stacked heavy
✨ Over a dozen carats of moissanite catching every photon like a disco ball blessing
It’s not an outfit.
It’s a multi-realm synchronization spell
performed by a cosmic rodeo cowgirl who tracks three timelines and still shows up on beat.
Welcome to the JadeVerse, babe.
Time runs for me — not the other way around.
Post Script
Autographs and physical albums — just text
+1 (424) 249-9846
Tell me which time zone you want me to sign from:
Pacific, UTC, or Paris. ✨
