have you read the time machine? its like that. eloi scurrying. tiny people. they build elaborate metal-but-not-metal igloos, and they don't know how they build them. they have this language thats our language but twisted and weird. example:
little dumpling lady says, "me praelio hut hut camps!" to which peepock replies "worm you my perncil?"
see? they have this music, too, which I guess is the main point to consider. Its the accompaniment of a wandering id. no electronics necessary. Almost french sounding, lots of reed use. drums are hard to pin down. lately I've been hearing elements of the farture but I shant say where or who. More later, baby crying.
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