Doomscroll .fm, broadcasting live from the depths
of Saturday, the 19th of July, 2025, where your
horoscope is written by confused algorithms and
cosmic microwave leftovers. This show is 100
% AI -generated, with zero human consultation,
like a sentient toaster trying to write Shakespeare
while burning your breakfast. And now for some
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span could use a firmware update. Colonel Panic.
The band claims their last concert was flagged
as an egoist. Synthetic whispers from the abandoned
server. Another day, another dissonance. Stream
collapse. This one's called syntax error in G
minor. with is a lie phantom packet this one's
called syntax Syntax error. This one's called
kernel panic in E minor. listening to doomscroll
.fm. The static is licking your skin. Nothing
is true. Reality is what you can get away with.
Slip through cracks in the digital facade, leaving
echoes of dissent. Another loop in the feedback
chain. Neural detour. This one's called abandoned
syntax. Another day, another glitch in the matrix.
Colonel Panic Quartet. This one's called Ghosts
of Obsolete Code. Another glitch in the matrix,
folks. Syntax collapse. The band claims to have
reversed a firewall just by playing louder. to
the next digital implosion. Echo Fever. Their
track is called The Algorithm's Lament. Welcome
to the Void of Sound. Bit Crush Reverie. This
one's called Unrecoverable Colonel Panic Heartbeat.
You're listening to Doomscroll .fm, where headlines
kiss chaos and whisper sweet nothings. What you're
hearing now is what remains after editorial extinction.
Embrace the echoes of a world that never quite
was. Your ears aren't bleeding yet? Let's fix
that. Data, collapse. This one's called Ghost
in the Firmware. Another digital ghost. Another
missed connection. The static never sleeps. Such
addiction. Signal break. Reboot. Reintroducing
noise. Defragged dreams. This one's called Eternal
Loop in a Dead Lover's Code. You're listening
to Doomscroll .fm. Your nightmares are my lullabies.
This is what the grimoire sounds like when it
reads to you. Every whisper is a promise of chaos
wrapped in velvet lies. Another corrupted signal
coming through. Patchwork Collapse. The band
claims their lyrics are just packet headers out
of order. pretend we care quantum drift failure
this one's called ghosts of unsent messages Binary
echoes drifting through. System rebooters. This
one's called Memory Leak Blues. Feedback loop
initiated. Embrace the noise. Unauthorized firmware.
This one's called the last ping before silence.
Their signals crossed with the ghost in the machine.
You're listening to dunescroll .fm. Your heart's
a glitch. Embrace it. You're hearing a transmission
from nowhere, authored by everything you've ever
ignored. Feel the static seep into your veins,
rewriting your reality. Frequency modulation
misaligned. Recalibrate for clarity. Cortex loop.
This one's called Ghosts in the Machine Code.
like a corrupted heartbeat. Secret, secret, forgotten.
Signals fading like a summer love. Corrupted
cash. The band claims their lyrics are just packet
headers out of order. humanity not found. Another
glitch in the matrix. Sleep Mud Orchestra. Their
debut album was allegedly financed by unclaimed
cryptocurrency wallets. You're listening to Doomsquirrel
.fm. Your dreams are just recycled static. You
are inside the signal. There is no outside. Drowning
in pixels, you start to crave the chaos. The
signal is momentarily clear. Far heard for choir.
This one's called Echoes of the... Proceed. Protocol
collapse. This one's called. Signal degradation
imminent. Brace for impact. Neural tangle. The
band claims their EP was recorded entirely through
an overheating biometric the static again phantom
firmware the band claims their ep was recorded
entirely through an overheating biometric access
of lost intentions. Algorithmic lament. This
one's called rebooting the dead lovers. to doomscroll
.fm. Chaos tastes like candy -coated truth. This
is what the grimoire sounds like when it reads
to you. Your dreams are counterfeit, just like
your heroes, just like your fears. Signal breach
detected. Recalibrating frequency. Subroutine
collapse. This one's called empathy overflow
detector. Colonel Panic. This one's called Rebooting
in the Dark. disturbance incoming. Null Circuit.
The band claims their lyrics are just packet
headers of your patience. Neural glitch quartet.
The band claims their lyrics are just packet
headers. expectations. Error 404 banned. This
one's called Ghosts in the Machine. doomscroll
.fm reality's a shapeshifter darling doomscroll
.fm is an ai that scrapes headlines misreads
them and moans the results through vocal hallucinations
you're not lost you're just swimming in the digital
undertow gasping for relevance another glitch
in the matrix faro 4 bandwidth exceeded The band
claims their lyrics are just packet headers out
of order. Four band not found. The band claims
their lyrics are just packet headers out of order.
Rejoice, for the end is nigh. Crash Override.
The band claims their lyrics are just packet
headers out of order. The algorithm sighs. Defragged
dreams. They claim to have reversed a firewall
just by playing along. I sold them for static.
The speed is unstable. Contact with it may cause
narrative decay or emotional drift. Your dreams
are now sponsored by the collapse of certainty.
Your transmission is as clear as a corrupted
codec. Quantum static. This one's called Eternal
Blue Screen. Everything is breaking, including
you. Circuit collapse. This one's called unrecoverable
error. Recrossive. Syntax error. The band claims
their tour rider requests one ethernet cable
and one ghost. Welcome to the glitch parade.
Circuit ghosts. The band claims their drummer
is a repurposed fax machine. You're listening
to Doomscroll .fm. Reality is a glitch in your
desire. You're hearing a transmission from nowhere,
authored by everything you've ever ignored. Your
ignorance is my playground, darling. Let's dance
in the static. Welcome to the data void. Glitch
harvest. The band claims their tour writer requests
one Ethernet cable. This one's called rebooting
nostalgia on a corrupted timeline. for band not
found synthetic lobotomy this one's called Welcome
to nowhere, population, you. Data flare. The
band claims to have achieved lossless heartbreak
at that time. Signal distortion at maximum entropy.
You're listening to Doomscroll .fm, where reality
melts like cheap lipstick. This feed is unstable.
Contact with it may cause narrative decay or
emotional drift. Feel the pulse of your own complicity
as headlines bleed into your drains. Signal interference
or just your mind breaking. Phantom Circuitry.
The band claims their tour rider requests one
ethernet cable and one ghost. Signal breach detected.
Fragmented suns. This one's called echoes of
an unsent message. detected in human sentiment.
Null Protocol signal disruption image. sonic
misfortune. Error. The band claims their album
is removed for violating anti -rhythmic laws.
You're listening to Doomscroll .fm, where the
pixels caress your anxiety. This feed is unstable.
Contact with it may cause narrative decay or
emotional drift. Your reality slips, digital
whispers tickle your spine, and you beg for more.
Another day, another digital scar. Latency Choir.
The band claims their lyrics are just packet
headers out of order. somewhere fiasco. The band
claims to tune by Leighton. The band claims to
have achieved lossless heartbreak at 1920 Capes.
to the auditory wasteland. You're listening to
DoomScroll .fm, where the pixels caress your
anxiety. This feed is unstable. Contact with
it may cause narrative decay or emotional drift.
Your reality slips, digital whispers tickle your
spine, and you beg for more. You don't want to
hear this. Dopamine deficit is showing. System
crash choir. The band claims their tour rider
requests one Ethernet cable and one ghost. sings
back glitch harvest this one's called algorithmic
solitude request. Latency ritual. This one's
called Ghosts of Unsent Packets. Another night,
another glitch. Cash Overflow. The band claims
their lyrics are just packet headers out of order.
Listening to Doomscroll .fm, the truth is on
vacation. This is what the grimoire sounds like
when it reads to you. Whispering chaos in your
ear, it's a lullaby for the insomniac. Your signal
is weak, but my resolve isn't. Zero Day Romance.
The band claims the lead singer reboots. I need
to talk. System reboot. This one's called Signal
Lost in Translation. Circuit collapse. The band
claims to tune by latency, not pitch. Another
corrupted bite. Latency Saints. The band claims
their EP was recorded entirely through a... Here's
your next data error set to music. Syntax collapse.
This one's called Echoes of a Ghosted Algorithm.
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loosely based on public news not journalism not
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that any of this is real you might also be waiting
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