Hey, here’s a new song demo — no access to top-quality studios these days, or even top-quality home recording gear at present — and a DIY vid made using TikTok and a hodgepodge of whatever. Special thanks to battery-powered Casio keyboards. I guess it fits the song. Free download on Soundcloud. Video also on Odyssey. Dead internet theory makes for some fun metaphors. And goddamn does all this stuff feel tiring these days. Well, I hope you like it. Imagine what it might sound like not recorded shittily (ha ha)
I don’t know if I told ya
But I lost all track of time
A long time ago
I remember I sold ya
On the line that there’s a master plan
And you believed me
With a book in your hand entitled:
How to Not Get Scammed
Link rot, in the corners of our minds
Losin’ all the stuff we used to find
Dry rot in the bottoms of their brains
Sanitized, until they go insane
Well my mind is so dirty
But my hopes are so high
My mouth is so wordy
But my throat is so damn dry
What I really want baby
Is to just find a place to go
Where all of this bullshit fades away
Link rot
Link rot, in the corners of our minds
Erasin’ all the stuff that we used to find
Dry rot, at the bottoms of their brains
Sanitized until they’ve gone insane
Link rot in the corners of our minds
Losin’ all the things that we used to find
Dry rot at the bottom of their brain
It’s gonna drive me off the edge insane, okay
Link rot, take me away from here
We can finally disappear
Cleansed from the stupid things they do
Oblivion now for me and you
Voluntary Japan 