Fugue.dll (Doctrinal Remix)

all Shattering the tempo of the original song, baroque cotton-candy rave, sacred fugue, glitched toytrance, candied amen breaks, kawaii organ counterpoint, bells, boings, choir bursts, microtonal sweetsplosion, slapstick dance music, sudden chorale key changes, Recognizable acoustic instruments behaving incorrectly: tapped violins, stuttered organ, pitch-bent bells, squeaking woodwinds, spring-like piano and chopped choir textures, Melodies jump between organ, violin, bells, piano and choir, Percussion carries brief melodic phrases, sustained sounds become rhythmic, and tiny comic noises interrupt grand sacred passages, Fictional doctrine-preaching DJ with short spoken sermons during breaks only, Charismatic, theatrical, absurdly sincere, delivering philosophical nonsense about timbre, improper instruments, synthetic angels and joyful acoustic confusion, DJ voice is spoken only, no singing, rap or growling, Choir may sing short ceremonial responses, Instrumental remains dominant

Welcome, shimmering believers, to the Chapel of Improper Instruments. First doctrine. No sound must remain what it first appeared to be. Wood may sparkle, bells may growl, little flutes may learn to howl. A drum may sing. A violin may knock. An organ may become a very nervous bird. Change the color, bend the tone, make the borrowed sound your own. Do not ask, “What instrument is this?” Ask, “What has it become?” Come, unusual timbre, step into the light. Wear a different texture. Do not fit quite right. Bright may crack, soft may bite, wrong materials feel right. Second doctrine. Every sound deserves an unnecessary decoration. Give the bass a silver tail, give the snare a tiny veil, dress the silence, paint the air, put a bell on everywhere. The sacred orchestra contains one spoon, three springs, a broken music box, and something glowing backstage. Do not name it. Let it ring Mystery improves everything. Behold! The melody has changed instruments without changing its clothes! Brighter, stranger, sharp and sweet! Turn the texture into beat! Every surface may resound! Every object may be found! Strike the shimmer! Bow the noise! Let the timbres make the choice! Go now in resonance. That was not an instrument. IT HAS BEEN ADDED TO THE ORCHESTRA! Change the color! Change the shape! Let no little sound escape! When the heavens ask for beauty, give them texture, give them ringing, give them strange acoustics! And one more squeak. Amen! Amen! A-squeak!

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