Phase Ğd : Soollaplex
Style: Electro-Funk Future Pulse / 102 BPM / Cosmic Bounce Fusion] [Intro: Warm analog pads swelling upward → filtered vocal chop flickers → sub-bass swell teasing the drop] [Bass: Thick rubber-funk line popping in syncopated pulses; octave jumps, wah-inflected slides, deep pocket swagger] [Drums: Punchy festival kick, tight snappy clap, bright metallic hats; sidechained pump creates rolling, modern bounce] [Synths: Shimmering future-bass chords, detuned stabs, radiant arpeggios bursting like neon sparks] [Guitar: Light rhythmic scratches and clean funk strums woven between bass hits] [Vocals: Silky, charismatic lead; playful falsetto dips; soulful phrasing with cosmic attitude] [Bridge: Bass drops out → airy pads + filtered drums → rising vocal harmonies] [Chorus: Huge, glittery lift; layered call-and-response; bass and synths explode into dancing starlight] [Overall Feel: Retro funk swagger meets futuristic festival ignition—groovy, glossy, irresistible], acoustic guitar, progressive
Phase Ğd : Soollaplex
Style: Electro-Funk Future Pulse / 102 BPM / Cosmic Bounce Fusion] [Intro: Warm analog pads swelling upward → filtered vocal chop flickers → sub-bass swell teasing the drop] [Bass: Thick rubber-funk line popping in syncopated pulses; octave jumps, wah-inflected slides, deep pocket swagger] [Drums: Punchy festival kick, tight snappy clap, bright metallic hats; sidechained pump creates rolling, modern bounce] [Synths: Shimmering future-bass chords, detuned stabs, radiant arpeggios bursting like neon sparks] [Guitar: Light rhythmic scratches and clean funk strums woven between bass hits] [Vocals: Silky, charismatic lead; playful falsetto dips; soulful phrasing with cosmic attitude] [Bridge: Bass drops out → airy pads + filtered drums → rising vocal harmonies] [Chorus: Huge, glittery lift; layered call-and-response; bass and synths explode into dancing starlight] [Overall Feel: Retro funk swagger meets futuristic festival ignition—groovy, glossy, irresistible], acoustic guitar, progressive
Lyrics
Ujrzałem świat w cybernetycznej hipnozie
Ludzi prowadzonych strumieniem programów
By złudzenia życia mogli doświadczać…
Bladość ich skóry mdłą się wydawała
W niebyt odeszła pamięć człowiecza
Niczym nawóz, deszczem fałszu rozmyta…
Oh wa
Hoo ha
Doo wahh
Z uśmiechem pozbawionym naturalności
Klon tych samych myśli wczytywał marzenia
Warstwę złudnych obrazów, wątpliwej jakości
In these moments
Shine
In our
Someone hold my souls tonight
Serve me on the side
Of the solar plexus
Starshine
Szpitalna biel mamiła ich
Błędnym wzrokiem szukali barw intensywnych
Kontrastów uczuć – wewnętrznego niebycia..
Ahh the smell of rain
Ohh we are fine right?
When it fades
Oh we have to
Be in
The starshine