[Iron Lungs | Roxie The Wilde Syndicate] [BAND_PROFILE: Roxie Wilde & The Wilde Syndicate] [BS: Overdriven funky bass, marching drive, holds low under vocals | GT: Restless Strat lead, tapping and tremolo runs only in gaps and breaks | KY: Romantic grand piano runs plus warm Rhodes chords underneath | SX: Tube-saturated saxophone snarls back at each vocal phrase | WD: Djembé and hand percussion, broken-beat lurch, no cymbal ticking | FX: Cosmic swells and feedback in the gaps only] [Audio: Wide Stereo Image | 1970s Room | Anchor: Listener] [Hardware: overdriven bass amp | Strat into tube amp | Steinway grand close-mic'd | deep sliding 808 | tube-saturated sax chain | hand percussion close-mic'd] [Master: 24bit PCM | -9 LUFS | odd harmonic warmth | glue compression, real punch] [VOCAL_PROFILE: Roxie Wilde] [Female Contralto, E3 to E5] [Smoky, Dark, Resonant Timbre with Grit] [Delivery: Commanding, Precise, Fully Enunciated] [Powerful Chest Voice, Belts on Chorus, No Breathiness, No Pop Gloss] [Dry, Centered, Prominent in Mix] [Distinct Separation from Instruments] [female_vocals_only] [retain_voice_identity_consistently] [no_voice_drift] [no_voice_substitution] [consistent_vocal_timbre_entire_song] [Perfect enunciation] [Lyrical clarity] [GENRE_CONFIG: Cosmic Funk Hard Rock] [Lead: female contralto over overdriven bass and Strat | Support: romantic piano, 808 slides, sax answers | Style: broken-beat lurch, call-and-response sax] [Tempo: 94 BPM half-time lurch, surges in breaks] [Mood: Defiant, Electric, Triumphant] [Intro: Crowd roar in a big hall, djembé pounds alone, bass drops in heavy] [Verse 1] Twenty thousand faces and the ceiling's made of smoke They came to see the girl who sings like the engines when they choke The promoter said they'll eat you, said this town don't want your kind I just tapped the dead microphone and I left it all behind [Pre-Chorus] Don't need the wire Don't need the stage I got a furnace in my chest and it's been burning since I came [Chorus] I got iron lungs I got thunder on my tongue I don't need a speaker when the fire's in the song I got iron lungs Hear the rafters come undone Every note I ever swallowed now is coming out as one [Sax Break: Snarling sax answers the chorus, bass and djembé lurch, no vocals] [Verse 2] The front row threw their bottles and the back row laughed out loud I let the first line hit them and it rolled across the crowd By the second they were quiet, by the third they're on their feet Twenty thousand hearts were pounding to the rhythm of one beat [Pre-Chorus] Don't need the wire Don't need the stage I got a furnace in my chest and it's been burning since I came [Chorus] I got iron lungs I got thunder on my tongue I don't need a speaker when the fire's in the song I got iron lungs Hear the rafters come undone Every note I ever swallowed now is coming out as one [Guitar Solo: Strat tapping and tremolo runs, piano cascades, 808 slides, full surge, then everything cuts] [Bridge: silence, then piano alone, soft and low, vocal close and dry] Hush now Hold your breath Let the whole hall lean in close I've been saving one for you The one they swore I couldn't throw [Build: djembé and bass rise underneath, strings swell, tension climbing] Climb with me Climb with me Higher than the smoke can go [Climax: band drops out completely, a single sustained belted high note, full chest power, held long, then the band slams back in] Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Final Chorus: key change up, full band, vocal belted higher] I got iron lungs I got thunder on my tongue I don't need a speaker when the fire's in the song I got iron lungs Hear the rafters come undone Every note I ever swallowed now is coming out as one [Outro: crowd chants back, gang vocals, Roxie answers over them] (Iron lungs!) I hear you (Iron lungs!) Now it's yours [Crowd roar swells and holds] [End]
