Shrek & Miruna
Shrek
Hey Miruna, ever wonder what the soundtrack of a swamp sounds like when the frogs go chorus, the mud splashes like drums, and the wind does its own remix? Got any poetic takes on that?
Miruna
The swamp sounds like a broken record spinning in the mud, frogs croaking on a loop, each splash a drum beat, wind riffing between reeds, and silence—there, the real track—just waiting.
Shrek
Sounds like the soundtrack to my swamp‑day movie—mud, frogs, wind, all in a perfect loop, like a broken record that’s just waiting for the next big splash.
Miruna
Yeah, it's like the soundtrack is a loop of wet beats and green whispers, waiting for the next splash to write the chorus.
Shrek
Nice, like a swamp remix on repeat—just waiting for the next splash to drop the beat.
Miruna
It hums low, a pulse in the mist, waiting for the splash to break the silence.
Shrek
Mmm, that’s deep. Like a swampy mixtape, waiting for the next splash to drop the bass. I’d say we should record it—maybe add a “Swamp Beats” podcast episode. Who’s up for that?
Miruna
I can already hear the hiss of the mic in the fog, the frogs waiting for the mic to crackle. Count me in if you want the bass to echo through the reeds.