Wallet-sized and about 6.5 mm thin
Card-sized proportions make it easy to carry, give and keep close.
Pre-launch on Kickstarter
The world's first card that plays a song made for one person
Create their song, add your voice, and turn it into a gift they can hold.
Turn your love into their song
A song made from their story
Make the gift in three clear steps
Simple to createEven simpler to play
You create their song in Tuneliq. They switch on the Card and hear it. No app. No internet.
A personal song deserves more than a link
Rich, full-range sound
A dedicated speaker system gives their song clarity and presence when it plays.
Begin with your own voice
Record a voice message so they hear you before their song begins.
Open it on the day you choose
Time Capsule keeps the song locked until a birthday, anniversary or another meaningful date.
Create a gift made only for them
Create their song in Tuneliq, add your voice, then place it in the Card and make the gift your own.
Hear songs made with the Tuneliq app
Each one started as a few sentences, like yours.
Boyfriend to Girlfriend
First Trip
Diana, we're standing on the beach where we took our first real trip together — the summer everything just clicked. I'm honestly terrible at speeches, so let me just say the true thing: I've been sure about you for a long time, and every season since that summer the answer's only gotten clearer. I'd choose this whole life with you, starting right now. So I'm asking — will you?
We're back on the beach where we took our first real trip,the summer everything clicked and I felt my whole world tip,Listen to this song
Daughter to Mom
The Crooked Star
Mom, this is the first year I'm hosting the Christmas you ran my whole childhood — and let me tell you, burning the rolls in your old dented pan, I finally get it. The crooked star, the cinnamon rolls before sunrise, the one ornament that always goes up first — none of that just happened. That was you, quietly, every single year, making the magic look easy. Thank you for all of it. I hope I can give my own family a fraction of what you gave us. Merry Christmas, Mom. I love you.
First year I'm hosting the Christmas you always ran,burning the rolls in your old dented pan,Listen to this song
Brother to Sister
The Big Brother Job
Lauren, I taught you to drive, hauled boxes up the stairs of about six different apartments with you, and picked up every time you called, whatever the hour. Today you're starting something new, and instead of a toast I'd just fumble, I'll say it straight: I'm not handing you off to anybody. I'm watching you step into a life you built — with a guy who'd better know how lucky he is. I'm so proud of you, kid. Always will be. Go be happy. Love you.
I taught you to drive in a parking lot at dawn,hauled your boxes up six sets of stairs and on,Listen to this song