Every day, millions of songs all over the world are stripped of their soul, their emotion and their meaning, forced to the aural slums of 2" speakers anesthetizing shoppers. Bathed in reverb and neutered by indifference, the music dies. If you know of such a place beware. And above all, do not enter the
Hellivator
It's pretty much my "gentlifying" of that stupid ringtone that everyone has along with some stock Mellotron sounds. I'd say it's an experiment in "early looped music." 
