Its raining tacos
plushy cybergrunge, cute undead chicken, dream pop glitch, 3d spatial audio, vertical frequency modulation, no brickwall, -3db headroom, 20% human latency, abbey road j37 tape saturation, quirky toy-synths, multi-octave "toy" baritone, shamanistic clucks, digital tacos, neon-noir whimsy, high dynamic range, 24-bit depth Weirdness: 18% Style: 86%
Its raining tacos
plushy cybergrunge, cute undead chicken, dream pop glitch, 3d spatial audio, vertical frequency modulation, no brickwall, -3db headroom, 20% human latency, abbey road j37 tape saturation, quirky toy-synths, multi-octave "toy" baritone, shamanistic clucks, digital tacos, neon-noir whimsy, high dynamic range, 24-bit depth Weirdness: 18% Style: 86%
Lyrics
Global Exclusions: No brickwall limiting, No hard clipping, No over-compression, No heavy limiter, No loudness war, No distorted master, No muddy mix, No auto-tune, No pitch correction, No robotic vocals, No vocoder, No quantization, No rigid 4/4 grid, No snap-to-grid, No generic edm loops, No modern trap snares, No aggressive metal, No violent lyrics, No vulgarity, No harsh distortion, No sterile digital polish
[intro: toy-synth arpeggio, abbey road tape hiss, 3d rain sound effect] [vertical modulation: taco "clicking" sounds descending from high to low] [little chicken - whispered, cute baritone growl] sky’s lookin’ kinda tasty... clouds all stuffed and round. wind smells like neon cumin. crazy. (woop) (woop) something’s fallin’ down.
verse 1: bouncy electronic tribal drums, 20% human latency, toy-box aesthetic] shells spinning like little ufo-codes cheese confetti on my sector seven school clothes lettuce on the sidewalk... (sidewalk) drip of digital sauce teacher yells “umbrella!” as we run across [sound: vertical modulation whistle - slide up
[chorus: towering "plushie" shamanic wail, layered cute harmonies] it’s raining tacos! open your mouth open your hands it’s raining tacos! from the rooftops onto the sand soft ones... (soft ones) crunchy... ((crunchy)) drippin’ all over this town it’s raining tacos tacos tacos coming down!
[verse 2: deadpan absurdity, glitchy textures, j37 tape flutter] mom’s yelling from the front porch door: “don’t track salsa on my clean-plate floor!” i got cosmic beans on my backpack rice on my shoe dog’s in the yard yelling “me too... (me too!)” ((me too!)) (((bawk bawk!)))
[bridge: tempo drag, quiet and atmospheric, 3d spatial "taco" sounds] grab a plate like a parachute spin in the street in your salsa boots stack ’em high in a tower of taste take one bite... (can’t let it go to waste) [gang shouts (plushie voices):] “one more bite!”
[chorus: final towering peak, no brickwall, maximum headroom] it’s raining tacos! (crab tacos) it’s raining tacos! "its a fact" tacos coming down!
[outro: decaying tape echoes, vertical pitch shift down into a purr] [style: ghostly toy-piano, slow tape stop] tacos... (tacos) ..tacos.. ((tacos)) ...tacos... (((tacos)))
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(woop) (woop) (woop) ((woop)) ((woop)) ((woop))
little chicken - spoken]: probably a taco-fact. [sound: digital power-down click