Recovered VHS broadcast from Jibhaainhulu
I made a VHS-inspired music video using AI visuals from my surreal noir universe The fican detective ArtFork from Jibhaainhulu.
Instead of making the visuals clean, I intentionally degraded everything — VHS noise, damaged frames, unstable colors, slow image decay — because I wanted it to feel less like a modern AI clip and more like a recovered late-night broadcast from another timeline.
The track itself is also a remix of my older song LOVE ON SHOUCHETU.
I’m fascinated by the moment when digital image stops feeling “perfect” and starts feeling strangely human.
Do you think damaged / degraded visuals can sometimes feel emotionally more real than clean HD aesthetics?