Musician & FinnMarrow
Hey Finn, have you ever thought about how a song could be like a scene in a film, where the music is the unscripted dialogue that reveals the character's heart?
Yeah, it’s like a quiet monologue you don’t see on the page – the beat slides in, pulls out the secrets that the script never wrote, and you’re left with a scene that feels both scripted and spontaneous, almost like the music is the character’s pulse you can feel in the air.
Exactly, it’s like the song takes on its own voice, breathing life into the silence between the words, and you end up listening for the hidden beat that’s really telling the story.
It’s like the soundtrack becomes the quiet character you can’t see on the page, and the pause between verses is where the real drama happens – you’re just catching the rhythm of what’s not said.
That pause feels like a breath, the kind of quiet that says everything, like the song is holding its own secret in the space between the words.
I hear that breath, that little vacuum where the song exhales and you’re left to feel the echo of its heart, as if the silence is a whisper of something deeper.
I feel that quiet pulse too—like the song takes a breath, leaves a space, and in that empty frame the true story whispers back.