One listen.
Just went for it, wasn’t sure what would come forward. Probably could’ve touched more on the mood, but still happy with the result.
Underworld’s “Cuddle Bunny vs The Celtic Villages” is from Oblivion with Bells.
I hope you enjoy.
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Vocally, some words. Distorted. “Five. Seventeen”. A strike and something lurks, vibrating, humming. Low, and somewhere from near it a long stretch forms. The lurking seems to try and harmonise, but this stretch is doing its own thing.
It is quiet, seemingly disappearing, seemingly prominent, struggling, but it’s ever-present, seemingly growing, ever-linear, small, an constantly expansive. The lurking continues, continues scraping, seemingly violent, vibrating, seemingly not violent at all.
The lurking stops, and a light percussive repetition comes in. The stretch grows, and this is what remains, and what remains fades out at the song’s end.


