Does anyone else smell tangerines?

It is a valid question.

After five hours of attempting to sing as if I were Marion Gold, I gave up and attempted to sing as if I were myself. That seemed to do the trick.

A multitracked drum loop & grumbling synths

Echoing 8-bit loops twine around stretched copies of themselves.

Slowed & fuzzed drum loops turn into the sounds of heavy breathing night marchers

Chattering noise-voiceboxes loop & wriggle

I'm probably not a good enough singer for four-part vocal harmony. Or maybe I should space the parts out more?

Write-in contest for the second-to-last line of this song. I've gone through about 20 different ones, all terrible.

This needs some rearrangement... yeah... even so, don't ask me about the future, there is no future.

With The Nod, Chris T and friends.