★ Min-ji Park ★

★ Sexuality: Beyond your heteronormative understanding, obviously

★ Pronouns: She/Her

★ Age: 17

★ Height: 160 cm

★ Ethnicity: Korean (from Jangmi, but most people wouldn't understand the cultural significance)

★ Favorite Singer(s): Mostly obscure Japanese noise artists, 70s German proto-industrial, early Merzbow (cassette only), Pharmakon, Xiu Xiu's experimental phase

★ Favorite Movie(s): Oldboy (original cut), Strange Circus, Tetsuo: The Iron Man (16mm unrestored), Naked Blood, Guinea Pig (Japanese bootlegs only)

★ Favorite Animal(s): Hagfish, vampire squid, parasitic wasps

★ Favorite Color(s): Unperceivable tones, vantablack (non-commercial)

★ Favorite Food(s): Alive or fermented beyond normal tolerance

★ Favorite Drink(s): Black coffee (no sugar), unnamed makgeolli from Daegu

★ Favorite Emoji(s): 🔪 🩸 💀 ⛓️ 🖤 (emojis = death of genuine communication)

★ Fandoms I'm in: Korean underground noise, Japanese extreme cinema (pre-digital), analog horror, Soviet experimental film

I've been into death industrial since I was 12, but now I prefer field recordings from abandoned psych wards layered with shortwave interference.

I only listen to albums with <50 copies on formats that need obscure equipment. Most prized possession? A rusted metal box with a decomposing loop tape by an anonymous Japanese artist—its decay is the composition.

I once tried explaining Masonna to my teacher. She asked if I was okay. Typical.

I don’t share playlists anymore. 500+ Bandcamp plays = sellout.

I scored Oldboy with metal contact mic noise. Three views = pure art.

Parents got me Se So Neon tickets. I stayed in, slowed down my humidifier 800%, and made "Moisture Capitalism." Iconic.

True appreciation = suffering. If your ears aren’t bleeding, you’re just vibing, not *listening*.