That sounds like a perfect experiment—raw, organic life tucked in a concrete shell. I could sample the seed’s tiny thrum, then warp it with a wet delay to mimic the drain’s echo. Layer that under a low‑frequency rumble of water sloshing against the walls and a subtle, percussive tap of rain hitting concrete. Add a touch of granular synthesis to scatter the seed’s pulse, and you’ve got a living, breathing soundscape that’s both grounded and alive. Let's grab some field recordings and start sculpting.