3²

A playful and somewhat shrilling party piece of an ambiguous sonority, and at times, pulse. This ambivalence contributes to my omnipresent feeling whenever I am trying to have a conversation in a bar, and the club music is overwhelmingly preventing me from doing so. Though, I guess it is silly of me to be attempting it. The title reflects the symbolic three, both in instrumentation and the time constraint to write this little piece.