Just a lone fingerpicked guitar, soft and close, starting the room from almost nothing.

A second guitar slips in beside it, thickening the lattice without raising the floor.

A soft lead voice steps onto the guitars, breathy and forward, still riding a light bed.

Stacked voices gather over the same picking pattern, more mass in the middle without a hard hit underneath.

The voices fall away. The guitars keep the pocket alone for a short open stretch.

Lead voice returns on the same guitar bed, phrasing clean again over the steady pick pattern.

Harmonies press back in and the middle thickens while the support stays measured.

A low bass figure locks in and the body finally has something firm to ride. The earlier light guitar frame gives way to a walking pocket.

The surface hardens. Drums and bass sit in one settled grip, brighter attack on top of the low walk.

Voices re-enter over that locked groove, chant-like and steady, riding the hard pocket instead of the old thin guitar bed.

Pressure eases. The voices thin out, the pocket loosens, and the last guitar figure decays into open silence.