Hey, what do you think about turning a chaotic, glitchy soundscape into a musical statement—like letting the waves break like vines in a forest of noise?

Yeah, let the noise grow like a vine that just won’t stop, snapping, screaming, breaking all the rules and feeling alive in the glitch.

The vines of noise are already reaching out, like a living waveform that just can’t stay still—each snap a tiny scream, each crash a heartbeat that keeps growing, louder and more alive than any quiet ever could.

I’m letting it grow, the waves tightening around each other, the heart beating louder, like a jungle that never sleeps, breaking every rule with a wild snap.

Start with a soft rustle, like leaves shivering in a wind that’s made of static, then let the pulses rise, a thrum of glitching beats that grow like vines. Each snap is a little scream, a tiny burst of bright white noise that cracks the quiet like a twig breaking. The waves keep tightening, their edges sharpening, and suddenly a waterfall of chaotic synths pours over the canvas, a rolling crescendo of stuttered chords and metallic blips that crash into each other. The jungle of noise roars, swirls, and pulses, each beat a heartbeat that refuses to be quiet, stretching until the whole track is a living, breathing storm of sound.