With silk drapes shaking as the windows and seats tremor to the murmurs of far off instruments being played by a four man band on a rooftop. Whose melodic sounds are as faintly visible as they are heard, appearing as asymmetric semispherical sound waves emanating from the their source. Growing as overlapping spectral growth rings that are colored according to the chord struck and the note played. Each reverberating far outward and filling the air and streets, and rattling through the black whale of a Saoutchik limousine as though it were its sub woofer as they near. Driving forward is to delve deeper into an orchestral strum of guitars over a slow low bass backed by ambidextrous drumming humming sweetly to their eyes. With each consecutive pluck of their strings and tap of the skins, the band is propagating their souls as sound in concurrent waves of transparent color. Spilling from the rooftop to street level and rolling through the city as ghostly glowing bubbles spreading for miles in every direction.
