
Enhances Industrial & Experimental Qualities
[**Based on screenplay: "Book of Fiume" by David Leskin, Official Selection, HorrOrigins Film Festival 2022**] [*(Produced by Björk.)*] [*(Recorded at Fon Studios.)*] [*(modern production, clear vocals, Dolby Atmos mix, high-fidelity, high-definition audio, wide stereo)*] [*(Roddy: Björk.)*] [*(Vocal Style: Ethereal, Eccentric, female vocals, Icelandic accent)*] [*(Influenced by "Army of Me", by Björk.)*] [*(Instrumentation: Theramin, Didgeridoo, mod synth, prepped piano)*] [*(Start)*] [Intro] [*(Industrial Textures, whispered Glossolalia)*] [*(Prepared piano: percussive, atonal clusters mirroring glossolalia and Dutch Schultz’s fragmented speech)*] [*(Modular synths: harsh, industrial textures, glitchy unsettling effects)*] [Verse 1] [*(Theremin introduces eerie, otherworldly tones)*] [*(Didgeridoo, primal, droning quality, ritualistic, angelic, ethereal)*] [Roddy] I was performing a séance with Alick today, His voice intoned, summoning LAM to stay, Lightheaded, I saw shadows creep and sway. [Chorus] [*(Distorted saxophones deliver frenetic, free jazz inspired lines)*] [*(Unconventional percussion, metal sheets, found objects, gunshot samples) enhances industrial and experimental qualities)] [*(Vocals: Ethereal chanting overlaid with spoken word)*] [Roddy] Banging sounds, front parlor disturbed, A vase knocked over, spirits perturbed, “Give me your valuables,” the intruder’s words, Dutch Schultz’s face in the shadows blurred. [Verse 2] [*(Prepared piano continues with dissonant, percussive clusters)*] [*(Modular synths interject with glitchy, disorienting effects)*] [*(Vocals: Duallayered, one channel chanting, the other fragmented speech)*] [Roddy] Eyes rolled back, the room filled with dread, Disciples scattered, fear widespread, Soror Ahitha spoke with voices in her head. [Chorus] [*(Theremin and didgeridoo merge, creating a trancelike state)*] [*(Heavy distortion on saxophones heightens tension)*] [*(Vocals: Aggressive, distorted delivery of Schultz’s commands)*] [Roddy] “I’m the Dutchman, nobody move,” he cried, “We’ll give freely,” Alick replied, Soror Ahitha, possessed, voices collided. [Bridge] [*(Extended instrumental section with all elements combining)*] [*(Theremin and modular synths take the lead, creating a surreal soundscape)*] [*(Vocal samples: Snippets of glossolalia and Schultz’s fragmented speech)*] [Roddy] The intruder, dumbstruck, “How do you know?” Secrets from the future began to flow, Visions of chaos, a spectral show. [Outro] [*(Gradual decrease in intensity)*] [*(Prepared piano and modular synths create an eerie, fading atmosphere)*] [*(Vocals: Whispered recounting of the final events, layered with distant police sirens and sounds of chaos winding down)*] [Roddy] Police burst in, the spell was broken, Dutch Schultz surrendered, bewildered, outspoken, “Why did she say those things?” his words a token. [*(Instrumental fades out, haunting, experimental)*] [end]

