Don’t clean it up. Don’t normalize the silence. The noise floor is the floor you’re standing on.
Side A — The Hiss
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. do not disturb raw tape
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. Don’t clean it up
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. do not disturb raw tape