The Deep

The Deep

The Deep did not start on the couch with an acoustic guitar. It started as a dance track called Dancedodado: a proper four on the floor thing with a bass line I was always a bit too fond of, and a structure that worked well on the dance floor and nowhere else. It sat in the archive for years as a nice idea in the wrong clothes.

Then I got curious. What happens to a dance track if you slow its pulse, take away the urgency and hand the bass line the lead role it was secretly playing all along? So I let modern tools turn it into reggae. The bass line survived the trip. So did the structure, which is why The Deep does not quite behave like a reggae song: it still builds and breaks down like something made for a club, only now it takes its time.

The music asked for words that came from below. Roots, stone, drums in the deep. It became a song about the old folk under the mountain, the ones the sun forgot, who kept the fires going while the crowns up above never knew their worth. No king, no throne, just the deep ones deciding it has been long enough. Heavy bass does that to you. You start writing about what lives underneath things.

I sang it over the new track myself, and then used the same technology again to make my voice sit properly in that reggae world, which is not where it naturally lives. So yes, I went further with AI on this one than on any other song so far. The bass line, the structure, the words and the voice underneath it all are mine. The journey from dance floor to cavern hall I did not make alone.

Most of the lost scores were found. This one was dug up.