Infuriated Injury
By xavoneir on April 29, 2018 5:50 am
"You feel the confusion and aching consuming your mind manifest itself as a fit of anger. Suddenly, you stand up, grab your chair, and bash it against the studio's window. The window shatters completely, and then strange things begin to happen. As if an airlock was broken, you are sucked out of the studio and into the air above the balcony. Shards of glass whiz past you, slicing you in countless places. The air remains gravity-less, and blood begins to spill from your wounds in wisps and globules. Out of nowhere, your stomach clenches tightly as you now fall onto the balcony below you. To your surprise, the balcony stretches inward with the force of your impact, as if it were inflatable, and bounces you up. Ribbons of blood stream from your wounds in a mesmerizing pattern as you flail in excruciating pain and attempt to get off of the balcony. You manage to slip off somewhat quickly, and scrape your bloodied knees on the rough ashen sand of the beach you land on. Struggling to stand, you rest your weight against the now-solid side of the balcony. After a moment's hesitation, the glass shards now fall onto the concrete balcony with hundreds of tiny clinks. You are alive, but it doesn't feel very much like it."
This week's track was meant to be thoroughly chaotic and confusing to a certain extent. It is clearly still musical, and follows a basic 4/4 notation, but apart from that things seem to clash just enough to be uncomfortable (at least to my ears).
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