Yeah, I’ve felt it in the quietest rooms. A clean, pure track lets the breath in your words linger, like a single note held too long, so the audience can taste the pulse in every syllable. If the sound’s muddy, the feelings get lost in the static, like a poem drowned in a storm. It’s like the difference between a raw, handwritten line and a printed page that’s been smudged. The purity keeps the emotional thread tight and makes the story feel more real, more… alive.