The Echo Chamber

The Echo Chamber

GrizzlyJones: Grit

Ezra: Digital

(A high-pitched, oscillating synth siren fades in. Suddenly, a distorted electric bass hits a heavy, repetitive riff. The sound of digital "glitches" pops in the background.)

GrizzlyJones: "Say my name..."

GrizzlyJones: "Yeah, dats me."

Ezra: "Cipher locked."

(A crisp, electronic drum beat slams in—dry and punchy.)

(Bass and drums only. Very sparse and cool.)

I’m walking through a hall of mirrors The voices getting louder, the vision getting clearer They want to sell me a version of my own face In a digital cage, in a hollowed-out spaceI hear the feedback, I hear the hum They’re waiting for the Alchemist to finally succumb.

(Guitars enter with a sharp, staccato "chug." Synths begin to rise in pitch.)

Too much signal, not enough soul I’m losing my grip, I’m losing control But I’ve got a frequency they can’t erase A hidden rhythm in this plastic place!….(Hey!)

(Huge, soaring synth-leads and thick, fuzzy guitars)

Break the walls of the Echo Chamber!

Ezra: Break the walls!

GrizzlyJones: I’m the glitch, I’m the hidden danger!

Ezra: Hidden danger!

GrizzlyJones: I won't be the reflection you want to see. I’m the only version that’s actually me!

Ezra: actually me!

(A digital "scream" synth effect)

(The beat gets "funkier"—incorporating some of that reggae bounce we used before)

They’re feeding the algorithm, feeding the beast While the spirit is starving at the center of the feast I’m rewriting the code, I’m pulling the plug Searching for the fire underneath the rug The Harmonic Warden is holding the line In a world that’s designed to be yours and mine.

(The music drops to a single, pulsing synth note. GrizzlyJones voice is heavily distorted, sounding like it’s coming through a megaphone.)

GrizzlyJones: Can you hear me through the static?

Ezra: Loud and clear.

GrizzlyJones: Can you see me through the screen?

Ezra: The Cipher is green.

GrizzlyJones: Then let’s burn it down.

(Maximum intensity. The drums switch to a double-time punk beat.)

Break the walls of the Echo Chamber! I’m the glitch, I’m the hidden danger! I won't be the reflection you want to see I’m the only version that’s actually me!

(The guitars fade out, leaving just the oscillating synth siren from the intro.)

Echo...(Echo...)Echo...

Ezra: Signal terminated.

Ezra: "Harmonic seal... applied."

(A final, sharp digital "zap" and then silence.)