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Multiple low-pitched instruments sink like gravity, creating a pressure with no escape.
The repetitive single notes of the upright bass, the immovable mass of the tuba, and the bassoon layering over them like a shadow.
This three-layered bass structure drags the entire song down to the "bottom of ethics."
The vibraphone is as cold as an icicle, yet it carves out the reverberations of a somewhat distorted narcissism.
The clarinet and flute are sharp, like aggressive mockery, at times intertwining and at times passing each other by;
into the gaps of this precarious harmony, the beat of the cajón falls quietly.
Within the "inescapable time" created by 70 BPM,
this song depicts the maze of thoughts of someone who crosses the boundaries of the law to denigrate others.
Although it is acoustic, the atmosphere is pure doom.
No light of hope shines through, only a cold obsession lingering as a reverberation.
This is a piece that encapsulates the process of extreme narcissism heading toward self-destruction within the very sound itself.
I am holy800. Releasing multi-genre instrumental tracks and songs by Sato Sasara