Pickle Puncher’s origin story, told in bass.
Techno for cornfields, dial tones, and fog-powered rituals.
Scarecrows watched. Cows danced. The silo pulsed.
📩 Bookings, remixes, or sonic baptisms: DMs open
🎧 Listen if you’ve ever called a flyer number and ended up in a rave with livestock.


Cornfield Frequency

We built a cathedral from scrap.
We wired the fog machine to the gospel.
The cows moshed.
The raccoon DJ preached.
Pickle Puncher rose.


Glowstick Gospel & Chrome

🧀Bassline saboteur  Cheese-core insurgent
Forged in fog. Raised on malfunction.
I make techno for abandoned silos and haunted maintenance logs.
No genre. No gods. Just distortion and dairy.
📩 Bookings, remixes, or ritual collaborations: DMs open

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