One listen.

Maybe last week or the week before, I can’t remember. Whilst I was listening to the soundtrack I wasn’t feeling much like writing about this one. Changed my mind for some reason. Not sure if I captured it well, but there was a strong feel and strong sense of imagery I was getting from it, so that’s something.

Zuntata’s “B.T. Dutch” is from G-Darius‘ soundtrack, G-Darius Original Arcade Score.

I hope you enjoy.

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A crowd. People going about their business. Walking, not hearing the mechanical thud. The crowd disappears, and something vaguely percussive loops. Sounds build. Mechanical, harsh, cold, sharp. Aggressive. There’s a voice here and there, and it’s all sorts of heavy.

It seems like machinery preparing for catastrophe, or perhaps it is the act of catastrophe commencing and having to retaliate on the back foot.

Something akin to strings scales up, stressed, panicked. Soon something akin to the idea of a groove settles and the sounds keep moving forward, pushing things out of the way, consuming, crushing. It’s heavy and it’s despairing, in this force. A push into a few strikes, and a little quiet. A moment of pause, perhaps, before things start picking back up.

Facing a menace here; a seemingly unstoppable force, and the sounds push back where they can, but it seems like it is not enough. That idea of a groove returns, and everything rains on down violence, and those strikes are pushed into once more.

Everything stops, leaving the sound of panting as the song ends.