第四台

第四台 is a mystery. Its name suggests 'Channel Four,' but beyond that, nothing is known. No country, no language, just music. The playlist is a restless churn of genres - ambient, lo-fi, oddball synth pop, the occasional jazz snippet. One afternoon, it drifted from a haunting piano piece into a crackling field recording of rain. Then, without warning, a synth arpeggio that sounded like it came from a John Carpenter score. You never know what's coming next. That's the point. The occasional fade-out into what sounds like a dead signal is part of the experience. It feels like listening to a pirate…