SIDE A
DOORS 22:00 · NO PHOTOSWarm tape hiss, red par cans, one boombox on a pallet. Bring headphones or don’t — the room is the mix.
UNDERGROUND LABEL · WAREHOUSE 14
We press nothing official. We run a boombox in a concrete room, dub tapes until the oxide flakes, and invite the people who still listen with their ribs. The lacquer is long gone. The static is the point.
THE RIG
The hero is not a render we invented — it is Poly Haven’s boombox and portable cassette player, loaded in your browser with a warehouse HDRI and a looped Pixabay room shot bleeding behind the canvas. We did not model geometry. We aimed lights at someone else’s work and let the room get loud.
DROPS
Every title is a dub of a dub. Hover a row — the deck flips channel colour.
WAREHOUSE
Warm tape hiss, red par cans, one boombox on a pallet. Bring headphones or don’t — the room is the mix.
Second-generation dubs traded at the door. If you hear a song you recognise, it is already too clean.
We play the stacks until someone cuts the power. Last year the oxide caught light. We kept going.
PRESS
We do not ship files. We write your name on a cassette and hand it through the crowd. List is short. Static is long.