Echo Chamber

{subtle

909

kick

drum pulsing, crisp metallic

closed

hi-hats, swirling granular vocal textures panning left to right}

Lost inside the feedback loop

Catch the sound before it drops

(spinning 'round)

Every word we try to throw

Bounces off the concrete wall

{rhythmic shift, tight syncopated rimshots entering}

In this chamber we repeat

Every line and every beat (again and again)

We are only what we hear

In the soundscape of our fear

{soaring clean fm synth

lead, heavy sidechained pump}

Filter sweeping through the dark

Re-triggering the spark (ahhh)

Can you hear the phase shift now?

We can make it out somehow {sudden polyrhythmic shift,

metric modulation feel} We hear what we want to (what we want)

We hear what we want to

(what we want) {drums drop out,

only warm sub-bass, micro-tonal synth bleeps} {full drum kit returns,

peak energy,

driving acid-style bassline loop,

maximum granular vocal modulation} (feedback...) {drums gradually fade out,

leaving only the panning granular vocal textures

and a low hum}