wobbly call in space (Cover)
A solo theremin piece, characterized by its eerie and sustained melodic lines. The theremin prevalates. Accompanied with guitar and bass. The theremin's timbre is pure and vibrato-rich, creating a haunting atmosphere. The melody is largely monophonic, with a continuous, flowing quality. There are no distinct chord progressions, as the theremin plays single notes. The tempo is slow and deliberate, allowing each note to resonate fully. The piece lacks a traditional song structure, instead presenting a continuous melodic exploration. Production elements include a clean, dry mix with no discernible effects, highlighting the natural sound of the theremin. The key is ambiguous due to the theremin's continuous pitch glides, but it generally operates within a minor-sounding scale, contributing to the melancholic mood. Add a piano and timpani. Add a very rich very full pompous sound.
wobbly call in space (Cover)
A solo theremin piece, characterized by its eerie and sustained melodic lines. The theremin prevalates. Accompanied with guitar and bass. The theremin's timbre is pure and vibrato-rich, creating a haunting atmosphere. The melody is largely monophonic, with a continuous, flowing quality. There are no distinct chord progressions, as the theremin plays single notes. The tempo is slow and deliberate, allowing each note to resonate fully. The piece lacks a traditional song structure, instead presenting a continuous melodic exploration. Production elements include a clean, dry mix with no discernible effects, highlighting the natural sound of the theremin. The key is ambiguous due to the theremin's continuous pitch glides, but it generally operates within a minor-sounding scale, contributing to the melancholic mood. Add a piano and timpani. Add a very rich very full pompous sound.
Lyrics
Based on my original track
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Instrumental
Instrumental
Concrete Elegy
layered and opaque
there’s too much of it
grief all around
everywhere they’re building
trees traded for concrete
layer upon layer
it presses, leaning on a ceiling
death blunders blind vision
the omni-potentate
in a thousand manifestations
the legacy of registers
on the split second
goes unspoken only progress
the glass doesn’t stink or it’s further away
the sentence
to solitary gassing
the becoming of limbs made of wax
the waiting in chairs offside life
flesh extending like a gangplank
above a few real people
clowns, poets, outcasts sub specimen,
the spin-off TV clones
AI demi Gods
the word fades into obscure history
children are born with a breath of fluorine
sight withdrawn in all scents
the 𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓼𝓶 in fresh disembodiment
the eye
cornerstone of religion
already in High Definition
Mars and the Moon mined
and exchanged for a cow planet
with its surplus of methane
they make Hi-Tech composites
visible amusement
already streaming
on their personalized Discovery channel
the uprooted beyond
God arrives in prompted photons