This is not a demo. This is not an artifact. This is a door left slightly open in a house where no one lives anymore.

Don’t clean it up. Don’t normalize the silence. The noise floor is the floor you’re standing on.

Side B — Unspooled

Here’s a short, atmospheric piece written for a "Do Not Disturb (Raw Tape)" — imagine it as a text on the J-card, or liner notes for a lo-fi / ambient / cassette release.

— Unlabeled. Undated. Untreated.

Play at low volume. Do not rewind. Do not disturb.

This tape remembers everything you tried to forget. The ghost of a phone call two rooms away. A chair creaking at 3 a.m. The sound of your own breath, held too long.

Record over nothing. Let the room play itself. A furnace kicking on. Fingers brushing a table. The far-off thud of a refrigerator magnet falling.