One listen, and I feel I did the song a bit of a disservice. On one hand, it could be argued that there’s not too much going on in it, but a lot can come forward. It’s a bit more detailed and intentional than the surface suggests and it’s a strong mood piece, I think. Quite suggestive in a good few ways and what Underworld do here with sound is interesting, I think.

Why I feel I didn’t do well enough here is I kind of locked into one thing and didn’t do enough to flow with the song. I think I could’ve done much better. However, I also think what I wrote isn’t the worst. It’s okay; it gives enough of an idea.

Underworld’s “Nylon Strung” is from Barbara Barbara, we face a shining future.

I hope you enjoy.

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Vocals stretch and echo among a looping melody. It seems quiet, and perhaps a little haunted, and final in a way. The beat comes in, and turns some of that around, or at least makes it less haunted. There’s a liveliness coming in. There’s an open door, and light is coming through, and maybe there’s some sound coming in.

Walking through, and there’s people there, and there’s noise but it’s silent. It seems still. They’re moving but it’s all still and there’s an isolation. There’s a sense of being alone, but there’s something coming through as more vocals stretch out and the beat seems to strengthen.

Something perhaps more sad and fragile starts coming through, and a yearning and pleading reaches out, and maybe it really is the end of something; as the sounds pulse onward, and as the rhythm continues to drive, it all seems heavy and sad.

A moment stretches out and sounds shift back to being more upbeat, and there’s release, but that sadness remains. It lingers through the sounds, but maybe there’s no need to be weighed down by it. There’s a sense of being alone and a sense of yearning, and perhaps wanting to bear one’s self to someone else, and feel comfort, and that feeling stretches across eons and passes on and spreads outward as it remains inward, but there still is time to enjoy the time we have.

The music continues and it pulses, and that enjoyment comes back in, and suddenly everything is among it, and it’s not all a loneliness and isolation, and it seems so dreamy too. It seems that no longer is there a party, and there’s moving beyond it, to somewhere else. There’s moving toward a closure as the sounds grow quiet, and things seem to accelerate as they dim, and if there was a fear before, it’s not here now. There’s acceptance as the final vocal echoes out and the song ends.