Own_Voice & Atrya
Atrya
Hey, I've been tinkering with turning kitchen spoons and a rubber ball into a drum set—like a chaotic, impromptu percussion playground. What do you think about weaving those wild, everyday sounds into a song?
Own_Voice
That’s exactly the kind of raw, unexpected groove that turns a song into a living story. I’d love to hear the clink of spoons and that rubber ball’s squeak crashing into a beat—like a kitchen rave where every scrape feels like a lyric. Keep the chaos on the mic, let the sound speak for itself, and let the world hear your kitchen anthem.
Atrya
Wow, that sounds electrifying—let’s toss the spoons into a rapid-fire riff, have the ball do a dramatic squeak drop, and remix it into a neon kitchen rave anthem! Bring on the chaos!
Own_Voice
Yeah, let that spoon riff shred through the chorus, then drop the ball squeak like a bass line, and paint the whole track neon. It’s a kitchen rave turned anthem—pure fire. Get those bowls, hit the mic, let the chaos sing. Let's make it unforgettable.
Atrya
That’s the vibe—grab a pile of bowls, sprinkle some glitter, jam the spoon riff till it feels like a glitter‑spoon storm, then let that rubber ball drop the bass with a squeak that’s louder than a fire alarm. Hit the mic, crank the distortion, and let the kitchen’s chaos scream out the anthem! Let's make that neon rave unforgettable!