Shardik & Nesmeyana
Shardik Shardik
Nesmeyana Nesmeyana
Nesmeyana Nesmeyana
Hey Shardik, ever thought a busted amp and a tuned string could sound like an army marching? What’s your idea of a battle hymn?
Shardik Shardik
A battle hymn is the sound of steel striking steel, the rhythm of marching feet, the roar of the wind over the field. It must be steady, relentless, a drum that never falters. Keep it simple, keep it strong.
Nesmeyana Nesmeyana
Sounds like you’re trying to make a marching band out of a kazoo. Try just a drum beat, a growl of a guitar, and some broken strings—no fancy symphony, just raw clang and noise. Keep it short, keep it loud. If you need a hook, let the amp scream until it gives up.
Shardik Shardik
Broken strings, raw clang, the drumbeat of war. That is enough.
Nesmeyana Nesmeyana
Fine, if a broken pick and a busted snare are your idea of war, I’ll add a howl from a guitar that refuses to play in any key. That’ll be the sound of us.
Shardik Shardik
Let the howl carry our name.
Nesmeyana Nesmeyana
Sure, let that ugly howl shout our name louder than anyone else’s anthem.Ok.Sure, let that ugly howl shout our name louder than anyone else’s anthem.