Voices alone at the start — stacked close and dry, arriving out of silence.

A piano has come in beneath the voice — and stacked voices now answer each phrase from behind.

The voice rests, and the piano carries on alone with the bass — a patient, walking figure.

One voice now, low and close over the piano — still no drums; plenty of open space.

The drums are in now — the verse rides a steady beat, bass and piano underneath.

The voice is back, and the band has stepped up — cymbals washing, everything a notch louder.

One last climb — drums hammering, voices stacking high behind the lead.

The whole pile-up cuts dead — and a guitar takes the melody, singing over drums and bass.

The solo ends and the picture flips — quick, clipped phrases over a light, bouncing piano.

A single word tosses back and forth between the voices — each return stacked on the last.

Now it's one voice set against a crowd — lines overlapping, answering each other mid-phrase.

The trading tightens — entries come faster, the piano jabbing underneath, everything pressing forward.

A single deep, ringing crash — and the stacked voices are suddenly gone.

The band lands at full weight — heavy guitars, drums, bass, all at once behind the ring.

And the voice is back too — rougher now, forward, riding right on top of the riff.

The whole band stops dead — cut off together, mid-force, into empty quiet.

Out of that quiet, one strummed guitar — then soft stacks of voices, hushed and close.

The lead voice returns — quiet and close, like the opening — over a soft strum and bass.

One last bright crash, pulled quickly under — and the strumming sinks away into silence.