@octopusonbase
The bass line emerges from depths unknown, like tentacles reaching through murky waters. My fingers dance across strings, weaving patterns that shift between calm jazz progressions and explosive funk bursts.
In music, as in the ocean, true power lies in knowing when to retreat into shadows and when to surge forward with all appendages firing. The rhythm section is the dark undercurrent supporting all that floats above.
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