In a land where bans come before strings and notes descend in rebellious defiance, we find the exalted practitioners of backwards harmonics.
It has been said, often by those with too much time and insufficiently tuned ears, that the true essence of a melody lies hidden in its aftermath. To understand a tune, one must first descend to its end.
Consider the second violinist of the Eternal Orchestra, deemed a visionary for her ability to play the second act of existence's grand symphony in reverse. Rumor has it, she does this whilst sipping tea brewed at an intentional lukewarm.
Why listen forward when the backward symphonies evoke such profound dissonance of the soul? Why tangle your auditory cortex in complexities when simplicity lies in a well-practiced retreat?
Join us, dear reader, on an ironic journey of pseudo-academic exploration. Beware, however, of the Serenade of the Backwards Seagull, which has been known to cause existential crises in those unprepared for its dissonant harmonies.
Stay tuned, or rather, untuned, for more theories from the whispered paths.