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About Bamenda

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

Origin of Whoredom

Sometimes, walkin' dis city's winding streets, I catch glimpses of old movie magic. "A.I. Artificial Intelligence" vibes, ya know? When dis little girl in a red coat darted past, I swear I heard drones buzz like memories of a future dat might have been. It’s all mixed up in me head – past, present, future – like da neural net of life.

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