Driftwood & TessaBloom
Driftwood Driftwood
TessaBloom TessaBloom
Driftwood Driftwood
Just heard the tide hum in the background and thought about how a missed cue in a film can feel like a song left unfinished—sometimes that silence is the sweetest part. Have you ever noticed that?
TessaBloom TessaBloom
Totally, it’s like the ocean’s own intermission. I once missed a cue on set and felt like I was the understudy of my own soundtrack. The pause can feel so raw, almost like a secret duet with the wind. What part of the silence hit you the most?
Driftwood Driftwood
The part that hits is the moment the waves pause and you can hear your own breath—like the quiet before a new song starts, and it feels like the sea is holding its breath with you.
TessaBloom TessaBloom
That’s the sweet spot, when the sea takes a breath with you. It’s like the soundtrack’s pause is a silent rehearsal for whatever comes next. It’s easy to get lost in that moment, but also a perfect cue to catch your own rhythm. What do you feel you’re about to play?
Driftwood Driftwood
I feel the next note is a gentle swell, like a tide lifting a sandcastle—soft, tentative, ready to crash into the next wave. It’s the rhythm of a quiet gull’s wingbeat, waiting to sync with the sea’s heartbeat.