Track 4: Feel Bad Inc. Artist: Franky Windmills Album: Haunted Estate (Style: Mid-tempo lo-fi hip-hop dub, booming subterranean bass, dark acoustic guitar skank, melancholic melodica, tape-delay sirens, and cynical Gorillaz-style deadpan vocals) (Intro - Dusty vinyl crackle, a low sub-bass sweep, and a dark acoustic guitar riff. A slow, dragging hip-hop beat drops into a heavy, resonant bassline) "Yeah... welcome to the tower... Feel Bad Incorporated... Franky Windmills... Turn the optimism off..." [Verse 1 - Fast, cynical deadpan delivery over a lagging, heavy dub-hiphop beat] City in the smog, skyline looking gray Another forced smile just to get through the day Living in a tower made of endless notifications Paying rent on my own mental stagnations Got a bad mood booming out the big bass speaker Every time I try to flex, the willpower gets weaker We don't need a sunshine, we don't need a ray We just want to sit here and watch it decay You say "Keep it positive, look at the bright side!" I’d rather stay inside where the shadows abide! [Chorus - Floating, spacey chorus with rich dub reverb and layered lazy vocals] Feel bad, feel bad... windmill turning slow Taking all the good vibes, letting 'em go Don't stop, lose it, lose it... trapped in the spin Count all the misery waiting within Yeah, Feel Bad Incorporated, business is booming Just another dark cloud over us looming... [Verse 2 - Sharper, witty flow with subtle dub-delay and heavy rimshots] Spinning round the turbine, generating stress Turning simple problems into one big mess Got a corporate phantom sitting in the boardroom Selling fresh anxiety wrapped up in doom I subscribe to the panic, got the monthly deal Forgot how a normal human being's s'posed to feel Laughing in the dark like a cartoon villain With a cup of lukewarm tea and no desire for chillin' They say "Turn that frown upside down, my friend" I said "I like the gravity, let the world bend!" [Melodica & Acoustic Guitar Solo - A dark, melancholic melodica playing a twisted version of a pop melody over a heavy sub-bass and a dusty vinyl crackle beat] [Bridge - Music strips back to pure sub-bass, soft hi-hats, and a tired whisper] Windmill, windmill for the land... Is everybody feeling grand? No, we're tired, no, we're done... Hiding from the burning sun... (Sound of a heavy tape deck stopping: CLICK-CLACK!) "Shut it down. Too much energy." [Chorus - Full band explodes with heavy lo-fi warmth and rich vocal layers] Feel bad, feel bad... windmill turning slow Taking all the good vibes, letting 'em go Don't stop, lose it, lose it... trapped in the spin Count all the misery waiting within Yeah, Feel Bad Incorporated, business is booming Just another dark cloud over us looming... [Outro - Slow dub fade out with echoing melodica, vinyl noise, and a slow, cynical laugh fading into silence] Feel Bad Inc... Windmills out... (Fade to silence)
