Yeah, every time I’m out on a windy day I think about how a cloud can act like a giant acoustic lens. The density gradient inside those puffs bends the sound waves, so a whisper can feel like it’s echoing off a cathedral ceiling. I love mapping that distortion—turning a simple “hello” into a sweeping sonic story. If I can capture that in a track, it’s a win.

I’ll keep my ears on the cloud patterns, but I’ll also grab the pasta before it turns into a soggy remix. No crunching on the mix, I promise.