theatrical alien (a Thomas Northring Collab)
theatrical glam-rock new wave funk 95bpm dragging rubato slap-bass anchor rhythmic synth-string plinks multi-octave dramatic male tenor-baritone eccentric british-inflected diction 3d spatial soundstage -6db headroom unquantized funky swing high-definition vocal separation
theatrical alien (a Thomas Northring Collab)
theatrical glam-rock new wave funk 95bpm dragging rubato slap-bass anchor rhythmic synth-string plinks multi-octave dramatic male tenor-baritone eccentric british-inflected diction 3d spatial soundstage -6db headroom unquantized funky swing high-definition vocal separation
Lyrics
[GLOBAL SYSTEM OVERRIDE: 3D THEATRICAL ART-POP ARCHITECTURE]
[CALL ENGINE: Multi-octave male tenor-baritone; theatrical/detached delivery; shifting from intimate low-mids to soaring melodic crescendos; clear eccentric/posh diction; 50ms latency human-drift.]
[SPATIAL ARCHITECTURE: 3D Soundstage mapping; Lead vocal = Forward-depth dry; Slap-bass = Mid-depth center; Synth-strings = Mid-depth wide; Layered backing vocals = Back-depth; -6db headroom.]
[RHYTHMIC LOGIC: 15% global time-slip; dragging new-wave funk-swing; 95bpm; non-quantized slap-bass and tight snare; absolute zero brickwall limiting; -6db headroom.]
verse 01 .... forward-depth dry vocal
do you remember .... the guy .... who was in .... such an .... early song? .... they sent him .... a signal .... and he’s been .... gone .... too long .... the circuit .... is humming .... but the wires .... are .... cold .... another .... digital story .... that’s already .... been .... told ....
pre-chorus .... mid-depth synth-plinks
i’m happy .... i’m feeling .... the code .... i’m stuck .... in the middle .... of the .... terminal .... road .... the director .... is watching .... the signal .... stability .... team .... is turning .... my breathing .... into .... a .... corporate .... dream ....
chorus .... back-depth layered harmonies .... wide soundstage
ashes to .... atoms .... dust to .... the .... drive .... trying .... so hard .... just to .... stay .... alive .... the cosmic .... bean .... is a .... memory .... now .... i’m bowing .... to .... the silence .... with a .... pixelated .... brow ....
verse 02 .... slap-bass lead .... mid-depth
my mama .... said .... to get .... things .... done .... you better .... stop .... looking .... at the .... simulation .... sun .... i’m grounded .... in .... the logic .... of a .... vancecorp .... night .... waiting .... for the .... glitch .... to set .... the .... system .... right ....
outro .... fading synth-echoes .... static hiss
ashes to .... ashes .... code to .... code .... we’re all .... just .... travelers .... on a .... recursive .... road .... i am .... i am not .... i remain ....
(final sound: a single, sharp bit-crushed snap) (absolute silence)