[INTRO — ARCHIVE ERROR] [vinyl crackle] [ticking clock] [radio] The following recording has not happened yet. [REWIND] [radio] The following recording happened next Thursday. [deep male] Mate... What? [warped sample] THURSDAY! THURSDAY! THUR-THUR-THUR— [needle scratch] [whisper] Something's chewing on time. [LOW BASS RUMBLES] [VERSE 1] Clock on the wall started losing its teeth, minute hand twitching to the kick underneath, bass got hungry, took a bite from the beat, now nineteen-ninety's underneath my feet. Static in the attic, automatic little panic, time elastic, bending backwards, bassline going intergalactic. Yesterday called me. [phone sample] Hello? Said tomorrow went missing. I said, "Have you checked behind the speakers?" [SUB HIT] Found it. [BUILD] Turn that dial. Break that clock. Feed that woofer everything we've got. One little wobble made gravity slip. One more— [beat stops] [whisper] Oh shit. [DROP 1 — BONE SHAKER] [HUGE RUBBERY WOBBLE] WUB-WUB— BREAK THAT TIMELINE! [bass answers] GRRRAAAH! SHAKE MY BONES! [filthy sub] SHAKE MY— [FAKE DROP] ...ankles? [silence] [deep male] Why specifically my ankles? [MONSTROUS DROP RETURNS] EVERYTHING! [warped horn] LEFT SPEAKER! [bass growl] RIGHT SPEAKER! [bass squeal] BOTH SPEAKERS! [SUB DETONATION] GOODNIGHT! [VERSE 2] Samples doing somersaults, drums committing sonic faults, rhythm ripped a hole in physics, now the ceiling's throwing shapes. Radio fragments, backwards commandments, tiny little voices saying: [chopped samples] GO! NO! WAIT! CHEESE! GO! [deep male] Who said cheese? [warped sample] CHEEEEEEESE. Fair enough. Mind getting twisted, signal getting shifted, every bass vibration got another world encrypted. I don't need directions, I just follow the sub. If reality breaks— [whisper] Turn it up. [BREAKDOWN — MELTING] [everything slows] [female] Fall through the sound... Fall through the sound... [heartbeat] [whisper] Maybe time never existed. Maybe clocks are just tiny machines trying to frighten us. [ticking] [deep male] Oi. [ticking stops] Better. [reversed piano] [female] Nothing behind us... Nothing ahead... Only this moment inside of your head... [BUILD 2] [radio alarms] TEMPORAL STRUCTURE FAILING. [deep male] Bass? [warped voice] YES. [deep male] You hungry? [BASS GROWL] [deep male] Eat it. [silence] [FINAL DROP — TIMELINE CONSUMED] [ABSURD SUB IMPACT] EAT! THE! TIMELINE! [three competing bass voices] WOBBLE! GROWL! SCREAM! [rapid switch] DIRTY! PHAT! FILTHY! BEND THAT UNIVERSE UNTIL THE SPEAKERS GET DIZZY! [half-time slam] SHAKE MY BONES! [full-time explosion] SHAKE THE STARS! SHAKE THE DUST OFF THE WALLS OF MARS! [female soaring] Nothing but sound! [male] NOTHING BUT BASS! [female] Nothing but now! [male] THEN TURN IT UP! [OUTRO] [broken clock] tick... tick... [CRUNCH] [radio] The current time is: [static] Bass. [deep male] Close enough.
