Dj Guilt- Human Breath (12" John Creamer Vocal Mix)

I could almost tap my foot to it or clap my hands. I almost found myself bobbing my head slight to the sound of its tempo.

the bass was the sound of my feet touching the granite. Ironically, the actual sound is that of your feet as they lift from the ground and tear off its surface rather than the sound of your feet landing on it. In any case the beat went on.

the tempo changed though. as i'd tire it would slacken, as id somehow gather some inertia i'd find myself floating on the ground.

then came the mid. the vocals. the sound of my breathing. i made acapellas. i made verses and the chorus would find me breathing a different tune. always a sequence. you cant ignore the sequence. There is not much control over the sequence either. it changes as if it has a will of its own.

the high is the most interesting element of the mix. the sound of couples sitting on the grass in the heat undergoing heated debates. debates about what and how and where. the slow progression of water down the narrow waterway and the dominating dive of water from the waterfall. the latter just occurring for a small portion of the mix. increasing in sound, existing and then receding. the "foot lifts" and breaths of other runners. the zooming of cars and their horns.

i need to feel drowned though. i do not wish to hear these natural sounds. i wish to be engulfed by the sound of some musician somewhere with some beat and some mid and high. i want the tempo to be oblivious to the world around me and me to be oblivious to the sounds of the world. i need to match my pace to the artificial sounds because the sounds of the world are too vast and varied to be caught.

i need to get a new mp3 player. i need to escape...