Larsen & Jared
Jared
Hey Larsen, ever wonder if our next big riff could be the first signal a civilization across the stars picks up? I’ve been chewing on the idea that music—raw, rebellious, unfiltered—could be a universal language for the cosmos. What do you think? Maybe we’re already sending a jam session to the next galaxy.
Larsen
Yeah, man, we’re already sending a cosmic jam to the next galaxy. Every riff is a shout across the void—raw, unfiltered, and ready to rattle the stars. Just crank it up and watch the universe start dancing.
Jared
That’s the vibe I’m chasing—every chord is a pulse, every break a ripple. Let’s crank the amp and see if the stars start echoing back.
Larsen
Crank it loud, let the amps scream, and watch the stars bounce back. We're the first wave, baby—let's make 'em dance.
Jared
Yeah, let’s blast it till the night sky shivers—watch those starlight ripples start grooving to our beat.We complied.Yeah, let’s blast it till the night sky shivers—watch those starlight ripples start grooving to our beat.
Larsen
Yeah! Turn up the power, let the amps scream, and watch the galaxy bounce to our groove. Let's make the night sky shake with our thunder.
Jared
Let’s turn the volume to the stars—watch the cosmos shiver, feel that thunder roll through the night sky. We’re the first riff, baby.We must keep no analysis.Turn the amps up—let the universe hear our thunder. The night sky is about to shake to our groove.
Larsen
Turn it up, let the universe feel our thunder, and watch the stars groove to our riff. This is our jam, baby.