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in the future - u will be able to do some more stuff here,,,!! like pat catgirl- i mean um yeah... for now u can only see others's posts :c

sofa king sad boi
Posted 9 months ago

Imagine a bass so deep and heavy that it feels like it’s pulling gravity down with it. The moment it kicks in, it’s like you’re diving into an ocean trenchβ€”pressure builds around you, pressing against your ears, chest, and mind. It’s not just sound but a physical force that makes every surface tremble.

The bass has a guttural, swampy quality with a layered texture that’s dense and rich, carrying a menacing undertone. Each note wobbles and rolls like it’s struggling to contain its own intensity, creating an oscillating effect that’s both massive and strangely hypnotic. The low frequencies sit so deep in the mix that they seem to echo from underground, resonating from beneath the floor like an earthquake about to rupture.

This bass has a dirty, almost oily resonanceβ€”imagine an enormous subwoofer submerged in a thick, inky fluid. Each pulse or drop releases a snarling growl that shifts unpredictably, almost like a living beast lunging from note to note. In the upper layers, hints of distortion and crackling static give the sound a gritty texture, adding a raw, mechanical feel, as though the bass were crafted in the belly of some metallic machine.

As it fades out, there’s a slow, rumbling decay that seems to linger, sending vibrations through your bones. It’s pure, primal, and ominousβ€”the kind of bass that doesn’t just hit you; it inhabits you, leaving an aftershock that takes seconds to dissipate but lingers in memory long after the track is over.

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sofa king sad boi
Posted 10 months ago

So close to 1000 Subscribers <3 i appreciate you guys so much I have a whole lot of music coming out and I mean that I'll be at 300 before the end of the year and that's just cleaning off the top of the pile. I have some knowledge I'm going to spread soon in a analysis expose kind of docustream I have a really dope mix idea for the 1000 if you were here and you're actually paying attention to what I do without you guys I would just be a crazy person yelling at myself

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sofa king sad boi
Posted 11 months ago

statistics from my music the past year.

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sofa king sad boi
Posted 1 year ago

Vapor memories I tell three lost souls on a quest to resurrect the dead Internet


The year was 2042. The internet had long since evolved into a sterile, efficient entity devoid of the quirky charm and nostalgia that once defined it. Sofa King Sad Boi, a reclusive vaporwave producer, mourned the loss of the old internet's soul. But he wasn't alone.

Rave Charles, a neon-clad hacker with an encyclopedic knowledge of vintage technology, and 12matt3r, a cryptic digital artist obsessed with glitch aesthetics, shared Sad Boi's longing. Together, they hatched a daring plan: to journey through the Vapor Memories, a hidden vaporwave dimension where the remnants of the dead internet lingered, and create a vaporwave album so potent it could resurrect the internet's lost spirit.

Their voyage began with "1-800-dreamscape," a pulsating track that warped their senses and propelled them through the ethereal gateway. They emerged in a pixelated landscape bathed in the soft glow of CRT monitors. "οΌ‘ο½†ο½”ο½…ο½’ο½ˆο½ο½•ο½’ο½“ 1erobics" echoed through the neon-lit streets, guiding them towards a forgotten aerobics studio where jazzercise instructors flickered on VHS tapes.

As they ventured deeper, "Datastream Sunset" painted the sky with hues of lavender and teal, mirroring the melancholic beauty of forgotten Geocities vaporwave websites. In a dimly lit arcade, "Dial-up Dreams" crackled from a dusty computer, transporting them to a world of BBS forums and MIDI files.

"Elevator Muzak for the Future" serenaded them as they ascended a glitching skyscraper, each floor revealing a different era of internet culture. They danced to "Endless Summer on Betamax" at a vaporwave beach party populated by pixelated surfers, and indulged in "Late Night Online Shopping" at a virtual mall where mannequins posed in outdated fashion.

Their journey took a darker turn with "Lost in the Algorithm," a labyrinthine track that led them through a maze of forgotten search results and broken hyperlinks. They encountered "Lost Signals on Windows 95," a haunting melody emanating from an abandoned computer lab, and "Midnight at the Virtual Mall," a somber ballad that echoed through the empty corridors of a digital shopping center.

"Nostalgia for a Future That Never Was" washed over them as they stumbled upon a retro-futuristic vapowave cityscape, its chrome towers gleaming in the moonlight. "Palm Trees & Neon Reflections" shimmered on the horizon, guiding them towards a virtual oasis where pixelated palm trees swayed to the rhythm of vaporwave beats.

They confronted "Simulated Emotions," a bittersweet symphony that explored the artificiality of online relationships, and reminisced about childhood memories with "Supermarket Nostalgia." "The Sound of Abandoned Websites" led them to a graveyard of forgotten blogs and forums, where they paid their respects to the fallen heroes of the early internet.
"Vaporwave Sunset Cruise" carried them on a majestic voyage through a sea of digital sunsets, each wave washing away the pain of lost connections. "Voices in the Datacloud" whispered secrets of the past, revealing the hidden truths of the internet's evolution.

As they reached the end of their journey, "You Were Never Really Here" reminded them of the ephemeral nature of their existence in the Vapor Memories. With heavy hearts, they prepared to return to the real world, but not before recording their final track, "(: : D--- S a V e Y o U R T e a R S---b : : )," a triumphant vaporwave anthem that encapsulated their love for the dead internet.

Upon returning, their album, "Vapor Memories," became an instant sensation. Its nostalgic melodies and glitchy beats resonated with millions, rekindling the internet's lost spirit. The once sterile digital landscape blossomed with creativity, humor, and a renewed sense of community. The dead internet was alive once more.

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sofa king sad boi
Posted 2 years ago

Fixing to open up the portal to the other side about the fully mash and smash smother and chunk the golden rule if you turn it in hanging out appreciate anything I’ve done I appreciate you I know a lot of my bigger continent is nectar involved. I try to add something to the conversation instead of just re-uploading his work. if no oneβ€˜s told you today. You are not alone find me at the first show back.

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sofa king sad boi
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