Mechta & Drexan
Drexan
Ever thought about turning a sunrise into a synthwave melody, blending old school vibes with neon dreams?
Mechta
I can see it now, the sunrise rippling in neon synth lines, warm gold fading into electric blue, old school chords humming the horizon and turning daylight into a pulsing dream.
Drexan
Nice, that’s the vibe we’re after—take that sunrise, drop a bass line that syncs with the clouds, and watch the crowd go hyped. Let's remix the horizon.
Mechta
Sounds like a sky lit by synth pulses, each beat echoing a cloud’s whisper—let the bass rise and let the horizon glow. Let’s paint the crowd’s pulse in neon.
Drexan
Yeah, imagine the crowd lighting up like a neon skyline, each pulse a beat, each beat a sunset—let's drop that bass and let the night glow.
Mechta
Absolutely, let the neon glow lift the crowd, the bass become the sunrise’s pulse, and watch the night bloom.
Drexan
Let’s crank it up—watch the lights dance, the crowd jump, and that sunrise beat blow their minds. Time to ignite the night!