AV 0: 16 bit e n g i n e

One listen for this one and I’m surprised I was able to churn out as much as I was able to here. I think it was a case of the right time to start for this particular song. I was thinking about what I was writing which wasn’t the best, but I was able to follow a path and not start questioning how I should say things and so I was able to move pretty quickly.

Could be better; could be tighter and a little less bland, but I think what I wrote works.

AV 0’s “16 bit e n g i n e” is from Dreamtime Reset.

I hope you  enjoy.

A beeping synth moves back and forth, letting itself bounce in space and move down and up. Soon something else bounces alongside with it and now there is a rhythm; There is a rhythm and there is a beat and it all seems to beginning of something dramatic; especially when something akin to strings comes in and flows and breathes through what is forming.

Mood is kept at the forefront as slowly more reveals itself. It is like a digital flower blooming and spreading and growing across things and the sounds transform and reveal different things. Shape is amorphous but distinct and it is as hard as it is smooth.

Soon all align and the sounds crest and glide over a landscape that doesn’t exist. It is as though nightfall, or daytime over valleys and fields of grass blown by winds, and the beat comes in proper and keeps things steady as something seems to rise and fall away.

A few things seem to fall away and the scene is metropolitan and all go about their usual business as something funky reveals itself in the electronic clarity before the bass-like synth returns. More synth plays specific notes and seems to be a pulse of sorts. It’s a decisive moment and it carries with confidence, but it suddenly stops.

Here something akin to piano whilst light ambient sounds hover in the background, and perhaps it really is night. Perhaps it is a pause for thought, but it doesn’t last long and soon the sounds resume their drive, and they are as they just were but with a little more of a sense of climax. There is addition that builds and fills the spaces and cracks where it can, but as it is filling and building once more it all suddenly pulls away, leaving a brief few notes that stop shortly after, almost as though they were late in realising, and the song ends.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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