Twenty-five years, back online
Dispatch
Welcome to The Dispatch. One page a quarter, three beats: one shipped thing, one honest number, one ask. That’s it. If it ever turns into a funnel, the manifesto says to burn it down.
One shipped thing
The studio’s home is rebuilt and back online: a single public portfolio that gathers twenty-five years of work—music videos, brands, illustration, albums, and the interactive projects the studio makes now—from 2001 to today. One place, honestly dated, with nothing papered over.
Reviving this quarterly dispatch is the next thing on the list. So: here we are.
One honest number
0.
That’s how many people were on this list before today, because before today the list didn’t exist. This is issue one, written to whoever’s reading it. No inherited audience, no numbers dressed up to look bigger—we’d rather start at zero and say so.
One ask
Fever Tilt is in its Early-Access window—wishlist it on Steam.
A ruthless sport of exploitation and sabotage in zero-G, born on a real arcade table and stress-tested through live play at Noisebridge here in San Francisco. Wishlists are the single clearest signal Steam reads before it decides whether to show a game to anyone; each one is a small, concrete vote that moves the launch. If you do one thing with this issue, do that.
That’s the dispatch. See you next quarter.
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