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Yesterday, I hinted that the track I'm dropping today was going to be "noisy."  

Well, despite the reassuring ice cream truck sounds that start this track, rest assured--this one does INDEED get noisy.  

One of the best things about growing up where I did is that, in the summer, there would be a truck that would troll up a down streets in a neighborhood--not every day, as the same truck would have to cover several neighborhoods this way.  It would play an annoying but highly effectively repetitive tape of music box/calliope sounds over the tinniest p.a. speakers imaginable--the effect of which would signal the imminent arrival of the ice cream truck from blocks, maybe even miles, away.  

I thought that moving to Seattle would mean no more ice cream truck visits--and that was true when I lived up on Capitol Hill and when I lived in Interbay...but, moving to Ballard, getting married, having a kid...suddenly, the stars aligned...and sure enough, the summer would once again be occasionally interrupted by familiar music coming from blocks away.  And rather quickly, that noise would be heard first by my kid...who ran to look out the front window to see if it was going by our house.  

They're not so eager now, as they are definitely a teenager and capable of getting their own ice cream...but it was fun to relive my own youth by watching their enthusiasm for the years they had it!  

I heard the ice cream truck this summer...but we let it go by.  Shouldn't have.  Should take advantage of an ice cream truck whenever you can.  

If you are an old, like me, you certainly know the source of the snippets that Icarus is risking his life for...and I would venture a guess that there's a number of us that can probably still recite it word for word (maybe even do some of the snotty dance moves, too!)  

In the early days of rave, a bunch of the (now considered to be) old skool tracks were based on recontextualizing childhood memories into uptempo chemically fueled mind exploders.  I might have been channeling some of that energy--which, in itself, is worthy of nostalgia...which is kind of mind boggling.  House music is around 40 years old now, rave is more than 30 years old...and my knees and back hurt just thinking about those numbers.  

Hopefully, you'll get a charge out of this slice of candy colored memories.  Give it a listen, a like, a repost, a share, a comment, a playlist add...and follow this page for more Interbay tracks, dropping every single day (so far!)    

"Ice Cream Truck" *SoundCloud Exclusive*

Heat runs wild under velvet skin,
Bassline deep where the night begins.
Every breath — electric tide,
We don’t talk, we just collide.

Hands find hands, pulse on cue,
Bodies speak what lips won’t do.
Time dissolves, it’s all design,
Every move, your shape on mine.

Body to body, no gravity,
We lose control so naturally.
Body to body, in symmetry,
Your rhythm burns inside of me.
Body to body, just energy,
No past, no name, no memory.
Body to body — chemistry,
We dance ‘til there’s no “you and me.”

Sweat turns gold in the laser heat,
Slow grind, fast heart, looping beat.
Every second tastes like fire,
Every curve pulls me higher.

Eyes half-shut, the crowd’s erased,
Two ghosts moving, perfectly traced.
You don’t ask, I don’t explain,
Only motion, pleasure, rain.

Body to body, no gravity,
We lose control so naturally.
Body to body, in symmetry,
Your rhythm burns inside of me.
Body to body, just energy,
No past, no name, no memory.
Body to body — chemistry,
We dance ‘til there’s no “you and me.”

Touch repeats, we rewind desire,
Hands talk louder than the choir.
Lights flare white — then fade again,
We’re nothing, and everything, then.

Body to body, endlessly,
We melt inside this frequency.
Body to body, ecstasy,
The music breathes what’s left of me.
Body to body — destiny,
Just sweat, just skin, just energy.
Body to body — endlessly,
This night is all eternity.

Body to body

There was a trend in 90s house music where the actual lyrics of whatever song was being sampled (and filtered) was purposefully inaccurate--instead of saying what they originally said, they were listed as to what they sounded like...and because of the brain's desire to discover and embrace patterns--whether or not those patterns are actually there--the brain will start to hear what your eyes tell you that you should be hearing.  

The best example of this was when Chicago (yes, the band) had their song "Street Sounds" sampled by The Bucketheads (Kenny Dope!)--but the song was not titled "Street sounds fall into my mind," as the original lyrics would suggest.  

Instead, the song was called "Da Bomb."  

(...ahhh, you see what I did there.)  

Well, this was going to be another one (though, nearly 30 years later)...as I was going to call this track "Diva Getting Stronger"...despite the fact that the first vocal element is saying "Keep On Getting Stronger"--you can "hear" it as "Diva Getting Stronger."  The other vocal sample "could" also be heard as "Diva, Diva, Diva, Diva, Body Strong..."  It's not, the sample says "Keep That"--not "Diva."  But it's more fun to think of it as, like the thumbnail, a fierce ruling diva pumping iron in the gym and seeing massive gains.  

This might be my favorite Interbay house track.  Big statement, I know, but this fills me with the same vibe I had when I spent every Saturday night spinning for a packed house of 1200 and the juice that provided.  It is a hard feeling to replicate, all these years later--but this track has hints of it.  

Would I have spun this?  I think I would have.  

...and I think it would have kept the floor jumping.  

Let me know if you agree.  Give this track a listen, like it if you do, repost it, share it, add it to a playlist, leave a comment..in general, have fun with it.  

And it would mean a lot if you followed this page.  Every single day (so far!), fresh baked Interbay tracks emerge from Phantom Laboratories West to be served up here on SoundCloud.  Pull up a chair and join us or delicious Interbay every day!

"Getting Stronger" *SoundCloud Exclusive*

It's getting harder to breathe
No
It's not what you think
Just put your hand on my neck
My heart goes tick-tick
Tick-tick
I get a thrill from the danger
Let's get a little stranger
I wanna let you in
I'm so into it

Your lips are kissin' on me
I got a vision
You'll see
Let me put it like this
I'm so into it
You get me feelin' so weak
Do you like what you see?
You should come and get it
I'm so into it

It's like I'm falling in love
I'm overthinkin' it
I think you're all that I want
But that's a little intense
So maybe let's just pretend
And maybe we can be friends
If that's what you want
I'm so into it

Your lips are kissin' on me
I got a vision
You'll see
Let me put it like this
I'm so into it
You get me feelin' so weak
Do you like what you see?
You should come and get it
I'm so into it

I'm So Into It

get me right here on the dance floor
One night only just made me want more
Under my skin
The way you're touchin' me
The way you're lookin' at me

feelin' so hot
takin' control of me
feelin' so hot
just want company
feelin' so hot
takin' control of me
feelin' so hot
just want company
I feel so hot
I feel so hot

I don't wanna come down
How do you do that
I just wanna stick around
How do you do that
Under my skin
The way you're touchin' me
The way you're lookin' at me

feelin' so hot
takin' control of me
feelin' so hot
just want company
feelin' so hot
takin' control of me
feelin' so hot
just want company
I feel so hot
I feel so hot

Feeling
So
Hot hot hot hot hot

feelin' so hot
takin' control of me (The way you're lookin' at me)
feelin' so hot
just want company (The way you're touchin' me)
feelin' so hot
takin' control of me (I don't wanna come down)
feelin' so hot
just want company (I just wanna stick around)
I feel so hot
I feel so hot

Feelin' so hot

"I can just about remember who I used to be.  I'm not sure about this current version of me."  

The past couple of weeks have been emotionally rough for me, and it is always interesting to see if my emotional state influences the music I make.  And I definitely feel my struggles in the darkness and tension in both the music and the lyrics of this latest Interbay track, "Xpectations."  

The music is a rusty machine chugging along, doing the best it can to do the job it was built for--but it sounds like it could shatter into pieces at any moment.  The lyrics are some of the most personal that I believe I've crafted for any Interbay track ever...where I absolutely don't feel like I'm at my best and I'm trying to find the self-confidence to project a feeling of adequacy, the sliver of interest that might still be conjured in someone else towards me, the difficulty of marketing a flawed product...especially when that flawed product is me.  

...so, yeah.  A little dark and tense.  Not enough to save it for the upcoming Spooky Week, but certainly enough to make for a listenable and effective Interbay track.  

I always say that mmy latest Interbay track is one of my favorites I've ever made--and I definitely feel that way about this track.  I love the chuggy grind of this track, the combination of drum machines, synths, and guitars.  For as simple as the melody and arrangement is, there's actually a lot going on here, but I don't think it ever gets too busy.  Yeah, I think I did good with this one.  I hope you'll agree.  

...and the only way to find out is to give this track a listen, and give it a like if you do.  You are also encouraged to repost it, share it, add it to a playlist, leave a comment on it.  

I would also be thrilled to welcome you on as a new follower to this Interbay music project.  For over 510 days and counting, there's been a previously unheard Interbay track posted here--in different genres (some in brand new or uniquely smushed together music styles.)  "Xpectations" is the 513th Interbay track posted here...and following this page is the best way to add a daily new music experience from Interbay.  

I hope you'd find that worth it.  I think you will.  But...you know...mind your expectations.

"Xpectations" *SoundCloud Exclusive*

Sunrise on my skin again
Last night never had an end
Heartbeat caught in double time
Lost in motion, feel alive

No tomorrow, no goodbye
Only rhythm, only high

Dance all day, all night
We don’t need no reason why
Just dance all day, all night
Dance all day, all night
We don’t stop, we multiply
Just dance all day, all night

Glitter sweat and flashing eyes
We dissolve, electrified
Bodies speak, no words required
Every move, a spark of fire

No tomorrow, no goodbye
Only rhythm, only high

Dance all day, all night
We don’t need no reason why
Just dance all day, all night
Dance all day, all night
We don’t stop, we multiply
Just dance all day, all night

Spin it till we blur in light
Lose ourselves, it feels so right

Dance all day, all night
We don’t need no reason why
Just dance all day, all night
Dance all day, all night
We don’t stop, we multiply
Just dance all day, all night

Dance all day, all night

You talk loud
All that, nowhere to go
Typing storms
While I’m out there living dreams

Every time you try to drag me down
I rise up, wear that crown

Don’t like me? Take a seat
Watch me win, repeat
You can talk, I’ll do
That’s the difference between me and you
Don’t like me? Take a seat
I’ve got fire, you’ve got tweets
Keep your shade, I’ll keep my heat
Don’t like me? Take a seat

You chase clout
I turn scars to diamond lines
While you’re busy
I’m out here breaking laws

Every whisper fuels my flame
Every hater knows my name

Don’t like me? Take a seat
Watch me win, repeat
You can talk, I’ll do
That’s the difference between me and you
Don’t like me? Take a seat
I’ve got fire, you’ve got tweets
Keep your shade, I’ll keep my heat
Don’t like me? Take a seat

You can boo from the back row
I still run my own show
Say what you want, it’s fine
You’re the break, I’m the line

Don’t like me? Take a seat
Watch me win, repeat
You can talk, I’ll do
That’s the difference between me and you
Don’t like me? Take a seat
I’ve got fire, you’ve got tweets
Keep your shade, I’ll keep my heat
Don’t like me? Take a seat

Don’t like me? Take a seat

Hopefully today's Interbay track didn't freak out anyone paying for the ad-free SoundCloud experience--this isn't an ad, it only sounds like at the beginning.  An ad from the 50s or 60s, advertising some low budget Corman-esque sci-fi b-movie that by the summer will be packaged with another similar film for a drive-in double feature.

And then come the synths and the very Simmons-kit style pounding drums, and we are definitely in the 80s.  This might be one of the truest and most credible 80s new wave synthpop style tracks that Interbay has yet shared.    

And then, some rave stabs push us into the 90s.  

Truly, this is a song out of time.  

(Or, in many times.)  

I spent a little more energy on this track to give it a chance to shine in the neverending flood of Interbay track drops (every single day, a new track...so far!)  It was a joy to work on--and I don't think it took any more TIME to get it to where I felt it was ready to share with you today...just that I paid more attention to the details and tweaked things until I felt they were as good as I can do with the skills I currently have.  

I hope you agree.  I mean, I hope listen to this track...and every Interbay track.  I hope you give a like to this track...and every Interbay track.  I hope you repost it, share it, comment on it, add it to a playlist...though, I recognize that's a tall ask for you to do that with EVERY Interbay track--but it would sure be cool if you did.  

Most of all, I hope you follow this page.  Hop on this crazy music time machine--it is larger on the inside, you know.  If you follow, you'll be presented with new Interbay music every day (so far!) and what a wonderful present to yourself that would be--and, like a good gift, you won't really know what you're going to get until you unwrap it!  

(Unless you have "X-Ray Vision", of course.  That would let you know what you were going to get without unwrapping it.  Hmmm...that might be a good name for a Phantom Laboratories West patreon, if such a thing would ever exist--because it would give you full vision into everything.  Again, I say...hmmmmmmm.)

"X-Ray Vision" *SoundCloud Exclusive*

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Post-punk, dance, indie, electronic, and mutant pop in various styles (seriously!)--new tracks being posted daily (every day for over a year, so far!)

Interbay is the new project of Peter Greyy (previously of Cremation Dance and DangerScience), based out of Seattle and Phantom Laboratories West.

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