Okay, so this is weird.

I seriously don’t do loud environments. My speech discrimination goes to shit with a bunch of background noise, and if I get into overly-spiky crowd noise (eg. loud bars / parties, with everyone yelling over each other and echoing off the walls), I rapidly overload and need to GTFO before I break down.

So why in the purple fuck is frantic glitchy breakcore the most soothing thing in the universe?

I’ve been listening to stuff like femtanyl recently, and the more IYTGKIUFUYGLICGXJYUGJTYUFLIHFUYGKJKHJGHYTFTJGHFDYGFDJHCHTRF it gets, the more it feels like my brain is sinking into a warm bath. It’s like brown noise, but moreso.

Tha heck is going on?

Anyone relate?

  • StorminNorman@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    1 year ago

    I get that. And I have dabbled with making music. But I would never call myself a musician, producer, whatever. It’s kinda corny given the source but, Fred Durst said it best for me when he said “music is key/it’s the way we’re set free/from all this world is throwing at me”. I’m 38. Music has been central to my identity for 30yrs now.