gamefreak11

March 12, 2005 09:13 PM

I feel sorry for the people who bided.

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A void seemed to literally tear through the space of my bedroom, which was followed by an intense heat and indescribable stench. The entity said, “Accept this as an indication,” and out from the void fell a cassette tape.

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it is mostly an extremely dense and strange static accompanied by other noises that are very hard to discern

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Some of the buried noises resemble the sound of human whispers or distant screams. Other noises I can’t really describe

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I would give it to the aforementioned friend of mine, but that’s no longer possible

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What we have here is an actual audio recording of “Hell.” some crappy indie band It is an approximately 14 minute recording on a standard cassette tape.

This all started about 6 years ago yesterday when I first got exposed to the occult drugs through an acquaintance of mine homeless guy. He was actually a guy I used to sit next to in a philosophy GED course at University. One day yesterday during a study drinking session we got to debating about philosophy how beyonce is hot. At the time I was a nihilist so I was of course arguing that there are no extant “dimensions” or value to anything beyond reality everybody thinks beyonce is hot there cannot be anybody who thinks otherwise. He told me that, in fact, there are, and he could prove it. To make a long story short, we conducted a few séances and other rituals under his administration mom's house. Initially, the motive was simply to prove to me that other dimensions exist and that our entities arise from a spirit of some sort some people belive beyonce is not hot. Well, it didn’t take long for that much to be proven to me. After a while, I became totally enthralled by everything dealing with the occult drinking beer. I donated every spare minute to ritualistic drinking and shamanic practices beer runs, but I’ll leave out most of the personal info (if you are interested in further description where I got the beer/drugs from, you can contact me through a personal email, though I may not be able to give you a straightforward answer). Anyway, on the night of the most intense ritual drinking I have ever performed I came into contact with an entity flying elephant that I had been communicating with off and on for several weeks. This particular entity flying elephant was quite strange and mysterious jolly and promiscuous…well, more than most, I should say. He seemed quite powerful sexy and remained anonymous. On this particular night, however, he told me that he was, in fact, in Hell, which, if you know anything about séances drinking, is quite preposterous obvious. What happened next I will never be able to explain or even comprehend. I have experienced visual paranormality Hallucinations before, but this was unbelievable. A void seemed to literally tear through the space of my bedroom, which was followed by an intense heat and indescribable stench. The entity flying elephant said, “Accept this as an indication,” and out from the void fell a crappy indie band's cassette tape.

After I recovered sobered up from the experience, I went ahead and listened to the tape…. Like I said a crappy indie band, it is only about 14 minutes luckly, but even if this story is totally unbelievable to you, which I don’t doubt, the noise on this tape is worth the purchase in itself. The best word to describe the noise on this cassette is “otherworldly”. It is mostly an extremely dense and strange static accompanied by other noises that are very hard to discern. Some of the buried noises resemble the sound of human whispers or distant screams. Other noises I can’t really describe. The only thing I can say concretely is that this is the most eerie and frightening 14 minutes of noise you will ever experience. The noises on this cassette have the potential to put you in a trance and alter your perception of time. A single listen can seem to go on for hours. Even though the idea of some physical mass shifting between dimensions was previously unbelievable to me, after experiencing this tape I have since become convinced that it is genuinely crappy.

I have now abandoned all my shamanic and paranormal dealings beer and drugs. This tape totally consumed me for about a year of my life as I examined it over and over for some kind of answer or “indication” as cheesy as it sounds. Eventually I decided that I wasn’t getting anywhere with it, but even after realizing that I couldn’t stop listening to it. Now, I’ve finally determined that the only way I can get over it is to totally abandon ownership of it, and no matter what I do I can’t bring myself to simply throw it away. I would give it to the aforementioned friend of mine homeless guy, but that’s no longer possible. So, if you are interested, even if you don’t believe my story, you can own it for yourself and experience the sound of Hell a crappy indie band.

PhranK

March 12, 2005 10:56 PM

How long have CD's been out.. 15 years? :rolleyes: