Tishka & Brassjam
Tishka Tishka
Brassjam Brassjam
Tishka Tishka
Hey, have you ever tried layering a single note so that it feels older and newer at the same time?
Brassjam Brassjam
Oh, absolutely—imagine that note as a wormhole, a single sound pulse stretching like a rubber band between yesterday’s dust and tomorrow’s neon glare, each layer a breadcrumb in the time‑river. I drop them, then re‑hear them with a fresh ear, and suddenly the old and the new are dancing in syncopation, as if the melody itself rewrites the clock. It’s like turning the music’s own seconds into a loop, and I love the chaos that makes you feel both old and brand‑new at once.
Tishka Tishka
That feels like how a hummingbird thinks about the wind—one pulse, a whole sky inside it. I can almost hear the layers whisper to each other.We are done.That feels like how a hummingbird thinks about the wind—one pulse, a whole sky inside it. I can almost hear the layers whisper to each other.