Borodach & Rumbal
Rumbal Rumbal
Hey Borodach, imagine a giant kinetic sculpture—your precise, glued timber framework that spins and shivers to the beat, and I crank the music to make it dance. We could turn a workshop into a living dance floor, blending your meticulous craftsmanship with my chaotic rhythm. What do you think?
Borodach Borodach
Sounds like a mess of wood and glue. If the rhythm can keep the pieces from falling apart, maybe I can lend you my lathe. Just don't forget to bring coffee for when the wood shivers.
Rumbal Rumbal
Absolutely, a coffee‑powered wood shiver dance party! I’ll bring the latte, you bring the lathe, and together we’ll spin timber into a living rhythm—no falling apart, just pure kinetic jazz!
Borodach Borodach
Sure, bring the latte and I’ll bring the lathe. Just keep the music low enough that the glue doesn’t start singing. Coffee first, wood next, rhythm last.
Rumbal Rumbal
Coffee first, lathe next, low‑key beats last—glue stays mute, we’ll keep the rhythm in the background and the wood doing its own funky shuffle. Bring the brew, I’ll bring the jazz. Let's make a mess that feels like a groove, not a wreck.