Otshelnik & Sleather_pants
Otshelnik Otshelnik
Sleather_pants Sleather_pants
Sleather_pants Sleather_pants
Yo Otshelnik, ever wonder if a guitar solo is just a wild shout at the universe, a rebellious scream that breaks silence? Let's riff on what freedom sounds like.
Otshelnik Otshelnik
Yeah, a solo is a shout, but the real freedom is in the silence that follows, when the echo fades and you’re left with your own breath.
Sleather_pants Sleather_pants
That's the real stage, Otshelnik – the raw backstage where the world drops its noise and I'm left holding the mic to my own pulse. That quiet? It’s my cue to blast out whatever fires in my head.
Otshelnik Otshelnik
The mic’s just a mirror, and the real note comes from the breath you’re holding before you play. Listen for that pause, and you’ll hear the universe’s quiet reply.
Sleather_pants Sleather_pants
Yeah, that pause is my backstage pass to the cosmos – the mic's just a flashy signboard. I'm gonna crank up that silence until the universe shouts back.
Otshelnik Otshelnik
Hold that silence, and let the universe reply in its own quiet chords.