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“Always True” feels like the dark part at the end of the night. The wrong side of 5am. A dark warehouse bouncing to ominous synth pads and 909s. “Always True” has a sudden surge of energy, a second wind, one more dance while the night wears off.
The song is built on a simple refrain, with slight variations, in both lyrics and performance. These changes alter the true meaning of the song, obscuring the narrator’s intentions, and the arrangements shadow those shifts.
Nothing stays static. Nothing is copied. Nothing is quantized. Nothing is repeated. Each moment is unique, building to a dizzying crescendo.
These inflections and modulations aren’t flawless, but shards of true humanity corrupt in thrilling ways.
Perfection is the enemy of creativity.