Say My Name

At first, everything was as usual: a warm ‘hello,’ a slightly playful ‘how are you,’ and a voice that sounded like a blanket. And then something clicked. The voice was still the same, but the words no longer caressed, they stung. He answered in a disjointed manner, as if he were thinking about something else. About *someone else*.

The track sounds as if jealousy decided not to make a scene, but instead walked onto the catwalk in slow motion - with perfect styling and questions without punctuation marks. No one is shouting here, they are speaking as if between the lines:"If you have nothing to hide, say my name. Loudly. Confidently. Like before."

The groove is smooth, as if you still want to believe that it's just paranoia. But the rhythm knows better.