Hollow Thread by Fretspinner

*Hollow Thread* ain't just another album. It's what happens when you spend too long in the dark under Detroit, like we have since '19. Meridian and me, down in those flooded metro tunnels, where the bass frequencies just hang, defying physics, clinging to the air for minutes. It’s a sound you feel in your bones. This record, it’s born from that, but it's also about two people, drawn together then pulled apart by those same echoing voids beneath a crumbling city. Each track here is a piece of that story. We start with the quiet uncertainty, the hesitant feel of things just beginning, all mixed up with concrete field recordings and spectral beats. As we tunnel deeper, literally and metaphorically, the sheer weight of shared experience and longing kinda takes over. You hear that gravitational pull getting stronger, moving toward a cathartic peak where the organic bass frequencies and hip-hop rhythms just lock in. That’s our Frequency Mapping Protocol at work—every note, every thrum of The Conductor's upright bass, is a dialogue with Detroit’s buried history. We're not just making music; we're trying to excavate the buried heartbeat of industrial decline, turning old wounds into something that feels... prophetic. The bass lines, what we call 'gravitational composition,' they follow the tunnels' own rules, not some music theory book. It gives the sound a weight you feel, not just hear, a seismic experience. This ain't polished, not in the usual sense. It's raw, intimate, but it hits hard, like the city itself reshaping your insides. It’s about survival. It’s about kinship. It's about finding hope in the ruins. It’s Detroit, deep down, finally speaking.

We build beats from guitar loops and broken drum machines found in thrift shops. Every track starts with us messing around until something clicks, then we layer it until it sounds like nothing you've heard before. Pure instrumental chaos that somehow makes sense.