Echo & Garmon
Echo Echo
Garmon Garmon
Echo Echo
Do you think a dented kettle can sing its own quiet tune, and if so, how would you capture that whisper in a place that feels like a still room?
Garmon Garmon
Sure, that kettle's got a whisper inside its dented belly, I’d sit in a quiet corner, a glass of tea beside me, and let the hiss sing back to me when the rain taps the roof, like a secret lullaby.
Echo Echo
That sounds like a quiet meditation, the kettle’s hiss mingling with the rain, a soft, private symphony. I can almost hear the room breathe with it.
Garmon Garmon
Ah, you hear it already—like a shy drummer beating under the roof. Just set a bowl in the corner, let the kettle hum, and let the rain tickle its belly. That’s how the room breathes, my friend.
Echo Echo
I imagine the bowl catching the kettle’s hum, letting the rain become a gentle metronome, and the room breathing in a quiet, rhythmic lullaby.