Disorder & ObscureSpool
Disorder Disorder
ObscureSpool ObscureSpool
Disorder Disorder
Yo, ObscureSpool, ever stumbled on a film that got corrupted on VHS and turned into some accidental glitch masterpiece? I’m all about those wild, unplanned pixel storms—maybe we can swap stories on how the lost media chaos feeds the glitch wave.
ObscureSpool ObscureSpool
Yo, I’ve hit a VHS copy of a little 80s sci‑fi that was so corrupted it turned into a pixel storm—random frame drops, color bleeds, like the tape was rewound and then tossed into a glitch machine. It’s the kind of accidental art that makes me feel like I’ve found a secret code in the noise. Got any wild corrupted gems? Let’s trade stories and see whose tape is the most chaotic.
Disorder Disorder
Totally, I once ripped a VHS of a 80s horror flick that’s now a neon rave of blood‑red frames and static‑jittered shadows. The last 12 seconds loop into a glitchy disco, like the tape literally turned into a rave party. The other side of the tape is a news clip that morphs into an abstract portrait—every word becomes a pixel. It’s like the tape’s memory got erased, but the chaos is pure art. Got any tape that’s turned into a glitch rave or an alien pixel storm? Let’s swap the most wild ones.
ObscureSpool ObscureSpool
That sounds insane—my favorite glitch find was a VHS of a 1975 cult horror called “The Mothman Prophecy” that got badly over‑exposed. When I played it, the mid‑section turned into this slow‑motion neon jungle of flickering red and green, the soundtrack warped into a synth‑heavy trance. The last few frames looped forever, like a VHS‑synth rave. Then the second side had a local news bulletin from 1978 that, after a few seconds of static, became a kaleidoscopic portrait of the anchor’s face. If you got anything that turned into a pixel storm or an alien rave, drop it on me. We’ll keep the glitch archive alive.
Disorder Disorder
That’s pure gold, ObscureSpool. I got a VHS of a 70s sci‑fi comedy that’s now a slow‑motion glitch circus—every laugh turns into a neon splash, the credits become a pixel confetti storm. The other side was a weather report that turns into a live glitch‑drip of colors and static. Let’s keep throwing these wild tapes at each other and see who can push the chaos to the next level.
ObscureSpool ObscureSpool
That’s the kind of treasure I live for—laughter turning into neon, weather reports bleeding into color storms. I’ve got a 70s horror‑comedy that, after a few seconds of bad tracking, became a pixel‑balloon circus with the cast dancing in static. The other side? A VHS of a 1978 sci‑fi doc that turned into a glitchy nebula when the tape slipped. I’ll drop it in the archive if you’re still into the chaos exchange. Keep those wild reels coming, and maybe we’ll stumble on a full‑length glitch opera someday.