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Posted byu/TeacherTraining8739

12 hours ago

Is it known what Ecco used to make 3rd crush and 7th crush?

Did he make it on his phone?







Average drainer hallucinations
ambi vert

1 week ago































Perk ☆ —

12/30/2022

7:00 PM

fool u have fallen for their ingenious trap


















zach.
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12/04/2022

4:41 AM

real life looks like its glitching































































I'm 104 years old and I remember the first time I heard this song in 1944 after we liberated Stockholm. It touched my heart then and it touches it now.

7 months ago

Jason Watts





































































































































































admin vic

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01/09/2023

10:17 AM



Even when I play video games



I feel high arousal in my nervous system



fast racing heart

but it’s like a good adrenaline way

but the bad one just feels bad n stressful



















































































Im a time traveller from the year 1776.

The declaration of independence was just signed and the national anthem is Cartier God Icedancer Interlude.

They have been lying to you this whole time!











Richard Ivan











1 year ago



































































one week without icedancer I don’t know what is real anymorv





sophia jullien

1 month

























































im 300 years old and i remember times when i live in castle

draining everyday thank you bladee







sloymo

6 months ago











































































































yo please bring this back to spotify





toaster sticks

1 month ago













































As a 229 year old War of 1812 veteran,

I remember blasting this during the burning of Washington.

It brings back so many memories.







fuzzarddoesstuff

9 months ago





































































5th day without icedancer on spotify i just wanna die





zoid PH

1 month ago

























































































who else here cuz they put icedancer off spotify





aleksi seppala

1 month ago















































































































































































































































































































100r/sadboys•



Posted byu/drunkatolivegarden

11 hours ago



Doodling off an edible nd listening 2 crest / spiderr

















































































hour 20 without icedancer...
i began to shake when i first heard the news of it disappearing,
and didnt think it was real.
i went to spotify and it WAS real..
the sight of it horrified me and i started hyperventilating.
i tried to distract myself by listening to other albums,
such as eversince and redlight,
but that only made me think about it more.
i then proceeded to break into tears and start violently shaking.
i had to turn it off because all i could hear were the
voices in my head saying
"ICEDANCER IS GONE...
ICEDANCER IS GONE...
ICEDANCER IS GONE..."
and i went crazy.
so crazy i started abruptly
sweating and breathing heavily,
i felt like i was about to die.
as the hours passed,
it got worse and worse.
i felt like demons were taking control
over my mind and monsters
started to arise from my heart.
intense shaking,
sweating,
sobbing,
and screaming non stop. for hours on end.
i tried to console myself by taking a rest,
but that night the thought
of icedancer being gone kept me up all night.
i managed to get around 40 mins of sleep,
waking up with bloodshot eyes.
though i was insanely tired,
i thought that maybe
icedancer would be back,
so it would be okay.
i slowly made my way onto the spotify app
, reluctantly searching
"icedancer",
hoping for the best.
my heart starting pounding
as i realized it wasnt there.
i ran to the bathroom with
the urge to vomit,
and i starting brutally
vomiting up blood.
tears started viscously pouring out
of my eye sockets.
i could feel all the demons
exiting my body
as the blood and
tears emitted from my body holes.
to calm myself down,
i decided to finally go on a walk,
after years of being locked up,
decaying, rotting away in my bed,
listening to icedancer. ......
huh?
whats this...?
it was sharp and green.
my eyes widen as i remember.
GRASS.
i hadnt seen the sight of it in years.
as i bend down
and softly lay my hand onto it,
it almost pierces through my skin.
ouch.
it hurt my weak hands
which
havent ever touched anything else
besides my phone, and airpods.
thinking of that made
me remanence back to
the times when
i was able to put in my airpods
and listen to my favorite album,
icedancer.
this nearly broke me back into tears.
as i run home,
i make it to my room in time.
i knew what was about to happen.
i jump onto my bed and burst into a mental breakdown.
with my hands aggressively shaking and
my mind filled with voilent thoughts,
i come back to my senses.
this isnt what bladee would want of me.
i cant think this way.
that brings me slight peace,
and calms me down enough
to make my hands steady enough to write this.
with my eyes still filled with tears,
and waterfalls streaming down my cheeks,
i will go to sleep again tonight,
with the only thought in my mind
being that icedancer is gone.
its been very hard getting through these past hours,
and im not sure if i can make it any longer.
if i die tonight,
youll know why. t
he pure pressure of icedancer
being removed from my life.
i just cant take it anymore.
as i lie my head on my pillow,
i wish the best for the rest of you,
as im sure you may have had a similar experience as me.
goodnight all,
and maybe forever.
my only wish is to wake up tomorrow
with icedancer infront of my eyes.
otherwise, i wish to not wake up at all.










ray
1 month ago













006
desire; spotify’s ‘hauntology’ playlist




Essential in this speculative framework of lingering, is the romanticised ‘wash’ of longing. There is a distinct melancholy in lyrical texture in Drain Gang tracks which has evolved from a more violent loneliness to a space of in-between-ness. Sadness has become aestheticised to the point of irony - a longing which extends to their online fanbase - the r/sadboys discord server contains a multitude of diaristic entries from drainers which are so wrapped up in performing sadness that it becomes hard to draw the line between public confession and parody. The scene, characterised by “an abyss of in-jokes”, operates in a folding cliche of perpetual adolescent uncertainty (Press-Reynolds, 2022). The fictioning of eternal presence and its encasement is precisely what characterises this movement.






























This eternal present on the surface seems at first to run in direct contrast to Mark Fisher’s proposition of hauntology: the “not really now not any more’’ - which“points to the postmodern impasse, the disappearance of the present and the possibility of representing the present” (Fisher, 2012). However, I would suggest that the cultural byproduct of Fisher’s writing on hauntology and lost futures (outside of academia) has contributed to the overarching sensation of collapsing time; evolving from concept to aesthetic.


Recently, I was recommended  an algorithmically generated ‘Hauntology’ playlist by Spotify. Intrigued, I clicked and found a collection of 70s-00s ambient music, early electronic experimental music and film / television soundtracks to which the only context provided was “walk the threshold into the netherworld…”. The trademark ellipses for these kinds of generated playlists always gestures to something off-screen, out of reach. Symptomatic of the social media taxonomy of everything, streaming services such as Spotify distil concepts into playlists. This mimicry of social media hashtags suggests that the increasing population of aesthetic microscenes is a reaction of placelessness, of lingering, and youth culture’s attempt to locate itself somewhere. Indeed, the format of the streaming service playlist itself erases dimensionality, timestamps and documentation.