It was January 26, 2026, and I'd just spent the whole day in a suicidal episode. Crashed out on friends and self-isolated, writhing in bed like under demonic possession.
I'd previously found the Internet Archive to be a very grounding place, so I started wandering. I'm not sure of the specifics, but that's how I found NOISE-ARCH for the first time.
I was scrolling on the phone and every droplet of noise from the world made me more suicidal, so I hopped on the computer.
Almost immediately, the noise of these cassettes soothed the burns of the noise of the world. The enchanting cover art played a big role as well.






















