COBA & Dorian
Yo, you ever think about sampling a line from a forgotten poet and glitching it on an old analog synth? I could make a track that feels like a vinyl crack and a broken heart at the same time.
That sounds like a beautiful ruin, but remember the poet’s voice is already broken, so the synth just needs to echo it like a cracked record in a quiet attic.
Yeah, that attic vibe hits, but if you forget to back up we’ll end up with a dead room. Layer those cracked samples over a dusty synth, toss in a reverb that smells like old paper, keep it glitchy, and watch the snare get a little bit of soul.
Sounds like a funeral for a forgotten song, but maybe that’s the point: to let the broken synth die with the poet’s ghost. Just be careful, the snare’s soul could get lost in the dust.
I hear you, but don't let that snare ghost drift away in the dust. Keep a little kick to it, give it a punch of analog warmth and you’ll keep the soul alive.
Ah, a kick to keep the soul from drifting—like a candle flame that doesn’t burn itself out, but still flickers against the dust. Keep the warmth but let the crackle live on.