Amidst the static and noise, guitar chords strike down like thunder. They shake the speakers, they shake the earth. This is not a pleased cassette. This is an angry cassette. This cassette seeks vengeance for what you have done.
And then there is a quiet, calm. It is almost peaceful. Not much is left to be heard but perhaps the sounds of sleeping outdoors at night time.
Is this to sound as the lava from a volcano cleanses the earth? I do not know, but it is something unearthly.