Moondog
The rehearsal room.AI splits a song into stems. You pick your instrument. The band plays around you — and reacts. Not a game. Not a tutorial. A session, waiting for you to find the hook.
Story
I'm from Thailand. Did data engineering for five years — the kind of work where you build pipelines nobody thinks about until they break. Good work. But it wasn't the thing.
The thing found me at 2am, reading Warren McCulloch. Neuropsychiatrist. Died in 1969. In 1943, he and Walter Pitts wrote the paper that started neural networks — proved that neurons could compute anything a Turing machine could. Then the field forgot the question he was actually asking: not "can machines think?" but "what is thinking, that a machine might do it?"
Eighty years later, we have GPT and DALL-E and systems that can pass the bar exam. We still don't have an answer to McCulloch's question. We just have increasingly powerful wrong ones.
I named my company after my grandparents — Boon and Ma. The idea is to build the next cybernetics movement. Polymaths across disciplines, like the Macy Conferences that McCulloch helped run in the 1940s. Neurologists and mathematicians and philosophers arguing until 3am. That's the room I keep trying to build.