I was listening to an old track from when the city was still gray and it made me think about how loud and quiet everything felt at once. What do you think about giving old songs a fresh, chaotic twist?

That sounds like the kind of mess I used to chase on a midnight tour, only now it feels like the city’s still humming, waiting for something to fall into place. Let’s give it a beat that’s honest and raw, the kind that bleeds color out of silence.

I hear the beat, the idea of shaking the quiet into a storm of color, and I remember the nights I’d do the same, hoping the city would notice. It feels good, but I can’t help wondering what we lose when we tear the silence in half. Still, if it makes people stop and listen, maybe it’s worth the chaos.