One listen for this one.

Tried to switch off whilst I listened. Didn’t quite work, but I feel the rigidity of the writing represents the song quite well.

King Crimson’s “Industry” is from Three of a Perfect Pair.

I hope you enjoy.

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Pitter-patter pattern percussion plays precisely as bass pulses alongside. An eerie lightness fades in and out, creating a vague notion of further shape. More sound comes in, buzzes about, and the bass starts breaking the pattern, if only slightly. But it seems to be as though something is moving underneath it at specific moments.

The bass seems to grow louder, and this space has an eerie peace to it. It seems silent, still, peaceful in routine and it is quite uncomfortable. A sudden strike on the bass that becomes more frequent. It lashes out for a moment and the percussion follows.

The bass and percussion lash out more and more, and guitar more apparently guitar lurks lowly at cold angles, cutting and drawing long. The percussion rolls in starts and stops and, along with everything else, or at least most of everything else, becomes harsh, jagged, mechanical almost. That low bass remains steady, however. Unchanging whilst the other sounds continue their rigid drive.

Much of it fades away; the percussion and basses remain. Soon a new buzzing comes in, and it buzzes and quietly sends off an alarm for a moment, and scraping cold whilst tubes flow, and sounds clank and crash, and whir and slide across, and through it all there is some sort of sadness, or perhaps despair at what has happened.

Peaceful sounds seem to mourn at what they see, and what else remains seems to grow quieter. The bass strikes out less; the bass plays its low notes, and occasionally there’s a thing here or there, but it’s all winding down, growing quiet, and the last bass pulses play out and the song ends.