Fuck Kat, WTF!!! Girl I mean after this note attack 3:38 we still have to finish out SIX MINUTES? More?!?! Then after 4:11 I was just done. Burned out l. Fuck it
So lord may her voice have mercy. So devastating I don’t understand how or why. This proves she should be actually spending her gift on cymatics and studying with me not singing torture ballads. I mean this was even louder than usual, which she already is louder than usual anything you’ve heard. Trust me. Video doesn’t hurt beat as bad, but the camera is heard audible being beat to death by her voice, the ringing vibrating super sonic war explosions and over whelming engulfing as her vibratos echo all around, each side of the cameras microphone are heard with head phones being beat on each side. Nearly caving in under the pressure. Thankfully you can tell her voice required extra precautionary of protection with a sound reducer device taking the poor beating. But still that usually is your ears and mine
Okay seriously come on. Shouldn’t be breaking my speaker every time I try to get through this magnus opus of powerhouse display. That rooms acoustics do NOT handle your resonant lingering echoes of waves. As evident by my broken speaker again by my lady Kat. But the sounds builds up past her intended swell of power. So three notes by her all at once every note added to the last one. The over powering under planned under estimation is costing me another $700 to replace another piece of audio equipment Ms. Maximov overdrive here likes to overkill every note to the point of pain
So SCARY? Why?! I mean the fast intense and horror themed anxiety building music in the background leading her power packing punches. This silly audience is the only one dumb enough to have to be taught her power and regret to never underestimate her and never leave every other row empty to all fill up the front and second row. I mean my other comment about the concert coordinators effort to maximize the room size and space between her mouth and the audience. I mesan like two feet in front I would never
I love her beauty and unrelenting undeniable strength that mix into an intense over stimulating mess of fun yet I say mess because that’s how her voice after only one single song will leave my helpless body. Those vibrating resonant power beams blast out her mouth volcano hole and right it seems just right into MY ear, and just ouch. But after wearing me down, I can do more, until her stand hardens and her big heels clank and spread her legs apart, her mouth opens wide but it’s too late to react-AHHHHH … 😢 this hurts every time I mean I wish it didn’t but it does over power my nerves and senses in my hearing fears. As the vibrating is so harsh so so quick that one second of her more potent notes, still manages around 5-6 maybe 10 but no more, these I’m referring to. Are quakes, or . The times that her voice forces against my will, the rapid , usually painful , process of her voice fully resonating in my body like a shaking wine glass on the verge of explosion. Just at her mercy. Her laughing great personality reassures me that she can’t unleash her true full power in good faith. But it’s over the line for me once the quaking of my whole ear canal, pulled violently back and force pulled and pushed again and again until a sudden open wide moment where her mouth seems to control my ear opening too, as the sound crams in and in and in overflowing back out my ears, sometimes but nose or butt, that’s the worst. Just certain frequencies she sings. But on her top notes, especially the dreaded scenario of serious fun is over vibes, is her rare but deadly seriously onslaught of high top notes in her arsenal ready to be the heavy artillery that break me every time. I just sigh and warble and tremble feeling every full thick heavy wave slams into my head and shakes it, as the painful part is the cramming her mouth does to my head, shoving somehow the note all in every inch. No matter the ridiculous size. It’s annoying as I watch her open wide again, full, a gulp and widen gaze locked in trance as I brace but before I can even fear the coming pain, the notes shakes themselves while all pushing into my skull. The part that’s too much is after all the pain I endure I wouldn’t complain but at this point how can anyone healthy be able to do this to themselves? The migraine like pulsing throbs swell up in similar waves like carrying them across my head, my chest vibraties as I make it worse by not breathing out of sheer trauma induced physic breakdown, clenched and winced, my face screams back at her to hurry up and stick them in someone else! The back and forth now sharp shaking waves turns to blades and accelerate. Even for the few seconds she thankfully shows us mercy with, it’s more than enough exposure. To last. All day or week.
You prove my theory of cymatics that this type of singing done right ,like by you, is too much for enjoyable listening. It’s more than music and art. It’s for uncorking the universe , unlocking fields that have to require such over powered over whelming painful sounds. I mean when you have to film her in every video in the biggest room I’ve seen that they could find, that tells you. I mean no glass ever, no audience close enough to be in view of camera. Yeah. Too loud to fun unless you enjoy torture by self harm. Especially if you know how powerful she is already, why would you try to endure deafening nerve ending searing sounds so much over the limit. Like every note hurts. By the end the big notes are not felt but the numb stiff dead ear drums are still stimulated by the raw tidal waves crashing and bashing around. But the way my ear drums specially can’t stand your voice at its natural form, I can look at the pretty heel clad diva in her curly hair and stuffed in a beautiful yet always intimidating dress that screams BEWARE while also daring any man to be embarrassed be leaving. It’s a challenge. Such a huge battle as the high notes where she opens wide shake my ears so hard and fast that I don’t expect them to ever be there still. Pop them right out. Even with protecting I still hear the rumble of her throat and diaphragm muscles trained and combat hardened to test every one brave or dumb enough to show up. Usually only half the chairs are filled… I’m assuming I’m not alone here
I shouldn’t be wincing in pain every time your mouth opens up to force me another note. The top notes stop my breathe and heart as the sound wave currents are tangible filling up the room ceiling to floor right around me. As I feel me and my chair shake too, I notice the size of every rooom brave enough to brace for your voice. But it’s so beautiful to watch. I just get so uncomfortable by how overwhelming the sounds you can produce are. It’s like a. Jet engine is too close yet I’m somehow stuck sitting in a closed off chamber of torture 😅 yet it’s not bad but it’s obviously too much for mine and I know for certain others feel this way. I mean if you were in the wrong size room and had a microphone anywhere around, I mean no one without preexisting hearing damage would be honest to say they want to volunteer to endure such volume . The way the top notes ring my body like a bell it is magic but too magic I don’t like it. And the decibles you make live on the spot are already too high for human hearing. Plus the vibrato you push out on every single fat wave, turns fast and super sonic immediately , ringing and shaking so frequently that it statistically would be deafening and designed to be damaging or just purpose challenge to try and endure. Why
