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About Houston

So, *Whore*—not a movie, not a person, but a sonic beast. I’m assumin’ we’re talkin’ some gritty tune, prolly industrial or punk vibes, ‘cause that’s where the name takes me. First off, the sound design’s gotta be a chaotic mess—in a good way. Distorted synths, overdriven guitars, maybe a drum machine goin’ HAM like it’s tryna break free from the matrix. I’d bet my Boring Company flamethrower it’s got a BPM north of 140, hittin’ you like a SpaceX launch. That raw energy? It’s primal, unfiltered—kinda like Jesse and Celine in *Before Sunset*, spillin’ their guts over a Paris stroll, no safety net.

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There's also the small park, Luv U Park (yeah, spelt funny, right?) where I had one heck of a meltdown bout how life can be so chaotic. I sat on a rusty bench by the creek, namesound it "Tick Tock Pond" sorta, and thought, “Dirty, but heartwarming!” I'm not lyin—sometimes everything's so jumbled; it's like when WALL-E stacks up his treasures. D’oh!

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