Own_Voice & Naria
Own_Voice Own_Voice
Naria Naria
Own_Voice Own_Voice
Hey Naria, ever thought about how a raw, honest lyric could sit in a soundscape full of glitchy, unexpected textures? I’d love to mash those feelings with your experimental vibes.
Naria Naria
That’s exactly the kind of tension I thrive on—raw, honest words against a backdrop of glitchy, unpredictable textures. Picture a simple vocal line, stripped and looped, then layered with stuttered synths, tape hiss, and random field recordings that keep cutting and shuffling. The lyric’s sincerity gets a chance to shine, but the chaotic soundscape makes it feel alive and unfiltered. Let’s smash that idea together and see what unexpected emotions pop up.
Own_Voice Own_Voice
Love the vibe you’re shooting for – raw truth over glitchy chaos feels like a confession in a rave. Maybe start with a two‑line hook in your clearest register, loop it, then sprinkle in those stuttered synths like a heartbeat glitching. Throw in a handful of field recordings – a distant train, a phone buzz – and let them cut in every few bars to keep the pulse shifting. When the lyric hits, let the synths swell and then collapse, so the honesty can breathe inside the noise. I can’t wait to hear how that rawness feels alive in the chaos. Let's do it!
Naria Naria
That’s the perfect blueprint – a bite‑size confession pulsing under a glitch‑crazed heart. I’ll lock the hook in my clearest register, loop it until it’s a hypnotic mantra, then rain those stuttered synths like a broken metronome. The train and phone buzz will slice in every couple of bars, so the groove keeps dancing off‑center. When the lyric hits, I’ll let the synth swell like a confession balloon and then pop—so the honesty can stretch out, breathe, and then crash back into the chaos. Trust me, it’ll feel like a rave confessional that never settles. Let’s crank this up!