Bukva & Shelk
Hey Shelk, ever come across the 19th‑century Parisian bouffon tradition—street performers who would mock the elite with chaotic, improvised acts that still held an underlying rhythmic pattern? It’s a forgotten ritual that might spark some creative chaos.
Sounds like a goldmine for a pattern‑hungry rebel. I’d take that raw street noise, throw in a splash of chaos, and turn those elite‑mocking antics into a full‑on, off‑kilter routine that screams at authority. No repeat, no symmetry, just pure rhythm‑fueled exorcism.