Venusian Whiskers

style:
several possible female vocal ranges collide and melt into a natural play of several genres and vibes blended (in no particular order): experimental, hip-hop, rap, electronic, reversed hip-hop, trip-hop, electronica, abstract rap, abstract, spoken, silky, lush, humid, asmr, progress, downtempo, glitch, tts, low seductive, tonal, dissonant, future, female vocal, dark gorgeous reversed fluid electric experiment, experimental electronic overseer, beautiful choir of conflicting female vocals: some singing, reading and/or narrating around. seductive anomalies loom closer to the ear.

short style:
several enthralling female vocal ranges collide and melt into a natural play of several genres and vibes blended (in no order): experimental, hip-hop, electronic, reversed hip-hop, trip-hop, abstract rap, idiosyncratic

[mhm… nnh.. ah… ahh.. ahhhh!!!]

Looping through portals with his shottie he taps his head covering the photons because it hurts his pretty eyes and gets all nauseus and whatnot

Bro falls asleep in the middle of the space completely naked before waking up in a party of oompaloompas, sheyla the cyclop, the green ehm-ehfs from the sicksons, and many more dudes

my my, why are you- oh?…

(zy’asia, zy’asia) ((quarks upon quirks))

Head spinning halting cars crash outside his ears he pukes through the eyes and sheyla takes advantage of this, eats one eye and tries to put on the other as she slams it into her only one, she get’s bored and munches on it.

Whiskers lays around, completely broken, puked and wasted.

He murmurs to his copilot: blemish routes begin crumpling beyond my comprehensible grasp, ten trillion pink dogs mix with a single golden duck, this mama duck wears a pax event coat of neon black 2011 backroom private ticket event, she drapes it all around, drags the thang, leaving a trace of monochrome rainbows, the puppies follow her, she changes gravity, walking down a cascade, the puppies fall to their beautiful demise.

He sieves through the flooring as the power cuts out, the power cutting out here means the gravity field is over, and every particle gives up

(zy’asia, zy’asia) ((quarks upon quirks))

I found it

[outro jumps between left and right channel with triple vocals: Sheyla and 2 fallen angels]
Colliders melt into a natural play of several alluvial feelings blended in blender in no order, she envelopes you and murmurs “ex- reversed trip - Electra electron scope, speak to me silly, lush, humid, meridian sensory response tickling in your brain, low seductive teeh-teeh-s sticks to you, tonal, dissonant, and cold yet alluring and enticing, full of future possible emotion, dark gorgeous reversed fluid electric experimental female vocals lap at you, experimental electronic overseer cascade of locks deliciously suffocate you, beautiful choir of conflicting vocals: sing-read-narrate, ahhh… seductive anomalies loom closer-“