Voice & Scruffy
Voice Voice
Scruffy Scruffy
Scruffy Scruffy
Hey, Voice, I hear you’re always hunting for that perfect pitch. I’ve been scavenging the city’s noise lately, picking up riffs from buskers and sirens—think I can teach you a few tricks to spice up your set on the fly. Ready to remix the streets with me?
Voice Voice
Sounds thrilling! I’m all ears for your city‑sourced riffs—let’s turn those sirens into a chorus and make the streets our stage. Bring it on!
Scruffy Scruffy
First we hit the subway tunnels, snag the echo of the train, mix it with a siren’s wail, then drop a beat that’ll make even the traffic stop. Let's turn the streets into our own studio.
Voice Voice
Wow, that’s the kind of edge I live for! Let’s hijack those tunnels, trap that echo, blend the siren, and drop a beat so loud even the trains pause to listen. The city’s our studio—let’s make it sing.
Scruffy Scruffy
Alright, lock the subway door, turn the lights off, and let’s press record on that raw hiss. The echo’s our drum, the siren’s the bass line—just a few scratches, and boom, trains will be humming along. Let's crank it up.