Doomscrolling has thrown my mental health right into the sewer, so why can't I stop....

It has been neglected for years, and is now hosting a sentient fungus infection...

Fortunately, there's software out there that assists with analyzing the results from the hours and hours of field recordings.

I threw a bunch of random samples together and made a song.

A friend forwarded me a voicemail they had received, so I did this. Contains the f word.