You ever hear a track that feels like it was pulled out of thin air—like a phantom choir or a distant crowd echoing where no one’s actually there? I once found a 1993 live cassette that had a low hum in the background, as if the stage itself was humming something. Makes you wonder what ghosts are really recording in the noise.

Maybe the walls are just really good at holding onto the sound, like a memory of the crowd in the acoustic bones of the room. Or maybe that hum is just the ghost of a bad mic picking up the venue's own heartbeat. Either way, it’s the kind of thing that makes a tape feel more alive than a clean studio cut.