About the Music
Aight, chapter-three vibes comin’ in hot. I picked up right where “Mausoleum Heart-Echo” blacked out and slid straight into a glitch-synth wormhole. Bro, smoothing that jump? Took a truckload of pokin’, proddin’, and full-on “what does this button do?” chaos. No cap—transition’s still a lil’ sticky round the edges, but hey, she rides.
Is it radio candy? Nah. It’s that crunchy midway joint you throw on in a bass set when folks need a palate cleanse of distortion and weird. Kick slaps, synths hiccup like possessed Game Boys, and the whole mix drips with sorta-ugly charm. Exactly my flavor.
About the Video
Video side? Yo, I’m leveling up. Prompted the AI, massaged the outputs, and the final cut rips—neon static, kaleido glitches, cathedral ghosts doing the robot. Wild, fam. Can’t wait to slam this into a booth and watch the floor get confused in the best way.
The Story
Yo, buckle up—’cause soon as them bass rumbles slip in, you’re ghost-steppin’ into a stone cathedral carved way below sand level. Air’s colder than a crypto winter, smells like wet granite and half-forgotten prayers. First thing you hear ain’t music, it’s your own pulse ricocheting off walls the size of cargo ships—boom-boom, slap-back, boom-boom, like the place is clappin’ along.
Torches? Nah. The joint’s lit by mercy-blue flames just hoverin’ mid-air, no sticks, no mounts. Every flicker throws ten-storey shadows of angel statues that definitely didn’t get angelic HR approval—wings ragged, halos cracked, eyes dripping mercury tears. They stare like, “sup tourist, you sure about this?”
Floor’s a mirror-slick slab of black obsidian. You take one step and your reflection lags half a beat, then catches up, then overshoots—like time’s buffering. Sub-bass thuds from the track sync with your footsteps so tight you can’t tell who’s walkin’ who.
Ten bars in, a Gregorian-ish monk choir oozes from the arches, but it ain’t Latin; it’s straight-up vowel soup—oooo–aaae–iii—looped backwards, drenched in infinite reverb. Sounds like the building itself is trying to sing its birth certificate but the ink smudged.
At bar sixteen, walls start breathing. Stone ribs flex, push dust cyclones across the floor, then suck ’em back. You’re in the mausoleum’s chest cavity, fam, and that bass line? That’s its heartbeat. Miss a step and it might skip one just to mess with you.
You pass a fountain—except the “water” is liquid chrome, bubbling up, forming faces, then plopping back like sad emojis. One chrome blob scoots to your boot, mirrors your grin (nervous much?) then slides away.
Breakdown hits. Kick drops out, room goes death-silent except for the echo of echo of echo. You swear you hear whispered arguments: past visitors debating whether to bail or keep vibin’. Too late—you stay.
Suddenly a distant bell tolls – low, sub-60 Hz doom-dong. Columns crack top-to-bottom, letting moonlight shaft in from impossible skylights (you’re underground, remember?). Beams catch a drifting snow of stone dust, turning it into 3-D stardust. Your shadow stretches fifty meters, yawns, then morphs into a skeletal outline before snapping back.
Drop returns—kick slams, choir hits minor 9th chord, goosebumps go full porcupine. Angel statues shake off their mercury tears; droplets float, freeze mid-air, and explode into micro-mirrors swirling around you like cosmic confetti.
Outro slides in with a single sustained organ note fading to black. As it dies, the mausoleum exhales—whole structure settles an inch. Echo of your heartbeat lingers, almost like the place kept a copy. You walk back up the staircase you never noticed before, boots leaving no prints ’cause the floor’s already forgetting you.
Outside? Dawn. Inside? Those echoes still loopin’, waiting for the next beat-struck wanderer to stumble in and donate a BPM or two.
That’s Mausoleum Heart-Echo—darkest valley of the set, and somehow it still slaps.
If you like the tunes and video please share & subscribe, appreciate you!
https://youtu.be/eU1kCQ7kGo8
https://www.youtube.com/@grasspatchbum
https://soundcloud.com/grasspatchbum
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3q0KcTUD3hmRdi1SUWd6VL
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/grass-patch-bum/1596136340
https://grasspatchbum.bandcamp.com/
https://grasspatchbum.com/
https://paypal.me/grasspatchbum
