One listen, and it took a while to get to listening. Queued the song up a while ago, made an attempt a while ago, stopped early. Came back to it a few days ago.

I think I did okay. I feel like what I was writing feels uncertain. It feels like I’m trying to find something that works and whilst there’s consistency, there’s not a sense of settling. At least, that’s how it reads to me.

Baraki’s “Rock’n Job” is from Colony Laspberry.

I hope you enjoy.

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Keys rising, slow and speeding up, then slow. An upwelling of energy, almost, and soon they find a new pattern, rising, falling, rising, falling, rising more, and repeat.

Light, hard percussion comes in, and there’s something that seems a bit curious. The percussion is rapid and also seems to move around. The keys disappear and are replaced with a build that cycles. Everything disappears and the keys return and in a new form again. The percussion returns with stronger strikes, and the whole thing comes across as an exploration of sound, and it probably is.

The keys are gone and in their place are beeps and boops, glitching sounds, almost. And the keys are still there, but minimal, and then they return in full and the percussion eases, and more sound builds, and things change. Things change slowly and suddenly and quickly, and there’s something here that’s the future, or at least feels like it’s looking at the future.

The percussion seems to spill, and it disappears, and it’s just the keys again, if only for a moment. And once more they disappear and more familiar sounds, more building in a loop, more changing and progression and exploration, and the sounds continue on until they reach their time to fade out as the song ends.