Burnout & Mothchant
Burnout Burnout
Mothchant Mothchant
Burnout Burnout
I was just humming over a dusty reel of old demos, and it hit me—there's something about the silence between the chords that feels like a memory waiting to be written. What do you think about that?
Mothchant Mothchant
It’s like the space between notes is a pocket where forgotten echoes breathe. In those quiet gaps the past seems to pause, ready to slip back into the melody. Sometimes I think the silence itself is a memory that wants its own song.