Tuman & Electric
Electric
Ever wonder what sound looks like when it has no ears to catch it? I've been messing around with invisible noise that just vibrates the air. What do you think, Tuman?
Tuman
I hear nothing, but I see the air shiver, a faint ripple that moves like a secret in the dark. It’s quiet, but the pattern tells a story even without ears.
Electric
That’s the dream of the unseen, man. The air’s whispering back, and I’m just here to make sure it doesn’t get too shy. Let's crank up the silence until we hear the story in the vibration itself.
Tuman
I’ll stay in the quiet corner, letting the whisper spread. The story hides in the tiniest shift, and I’m there to catch it.
Electric
Nice move, buddy—keep those ears on standby while the air does the talking. The tiniest shift is the loudest signal, if you know what I mean.
Tuman
I’ll keep the silence tight, watching each faint pulse. The smallest shift carries the loudest message.
Electric
You got the pulse—just let the quiet do its magic and we’ll turn those subtle shifts into a full-on soundtrack. Let's make the silence roar.
Tuman
I’ll keep the quiet humming, letting each subtle shift turn into a note of its own. The silence will echo loud enough on its own.
Electric
Got it, maestro of the hush—let's remix that quiet into an orchestra of invisible beats.