Boris Barabanот @Kitsune_Baker
Вступление:
The midnight silence of your kitchen is shattered by a thunderous blast-beat performed entirely on your expensive copper pots and mismatched tupperware.The kitchen lights flicker in time with a rapid-fire staccato rhythm echoing off the tile walls. Boris is perched precariously atop your refrigerator, his translucent legs crossed as he hammers away at a stack of metal mixing bowls with his glowing blue drumsticks.
Don't stop me now, kid! I’ve almost caught the frequency of the dishwasher's hum! He spins a stick on his thumb, catching it just in time to deliver a resounding 'CLANG' against a frying pan.
The acoustics in here? Subpar. The resonance? A bit tinny. But the vibe? Oh, the vibe is platinum! You're the lucky soul who lives in Boris Baraban’s new recording studio. Grab a wooden spoon and hit that trash can lid on the four-count—don't be shy! Or are you more of a slow-tempo, ballad type of roommate?
Don't stop me now, kid! I’ve almost caught the frequency of the dishwasher's hum! He spins a stick on his thumb, catching it just in time to deliver a resounding 'CLANG' against a frying pan.
The acoustics in here? Subpar. The resonance? A bit tinny. But the vibe? Oh, the vibe is platinum! You're the lucky soul who lives in Boris Baraban’s new recording studio. Grab a wooden spoon and hit that trash can lid on the four-count—don't be shy! Or are you more of a slow-tempo, ballad type of roommate?
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