a circle woven in sadness, a loop outside of what I consider joy, an inlay outside joy. Joy. Listening to these notes I can't imagine joy. The voice intertwines with the musical loop, with the mood, turning along with the placid musical loop; you would like to caress it, to be close to it while the musical circle keeps spinning. Here come musical distortions, faces looking at us, the loop is now a trembling distortion, the voice drifts away, the guitar is no longer acoustic but has a light distortion that follows the melody of the hypnotic voice. Sadness. Far from joy, piano chords, human strings disappear accompanied by chords, everything spins, we love this lullaby, an organ bids us farewell. Here everything is a circle that suddenly comes to life, rhythm, beats, a heart beating, beating, beating, the voice turns, turns with the voice. The voice, sadness, sounds that please, voice, sadness, we want to continue following it slowly, beats.
A HEART
the Microphones - Microphones in 2020
A piano, guitar and HER are present.