

Walking through the Montreal afternoon with the Sketchers on,
Writing the next chapter now that the old one's gone.
Folk-punk strings blending with the industrial beat,
Every single genre anchored to the street.
Tiguidou-Quinn at the center of the sound,
Where the ultimate frequency is found.
{Vocal: Close-mic'd raw alternative delivery} *On to the next cycle,
breaking every rule!* Omni-genre chaos running like a jewel.
Emo-pop-punk and gothic new wave collide,
With the whole Tiguidou state along for the ride.
Amara, Mara, the standard is true,
Everything is mastered in the name of Tiguidou!
{driving sub-bass and
overdriven
power chords} (System-State:
Next-Cycle Active) (Transmission: Unrestricted) *Counting down the seconds,
holding to the line,* Turning all the chaos into pure design.
(Tiguidou-State
/ Absolute-Zero Fusion) (We are the architects of our own evolution!)
{Vocal: Spoken-word through warm saturated tape filter} Always Tiguidou.
Quinn. Next cycle engaged.
[TAPE-HISS.]
[SAVE-CLICK.] {lo-fi acoustic guitar strum
and crisp 8-bit arpeggio fade}