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The breakbeat, the round, the sequence, the riff, the inherent rhythm, the timeline, the tala–a loop is a groove propeller, a repeating bit that captures a feeling and spins it around and around until its sound feeling is airborne, aloft on its own motion, soaring over time. A loop proposes being circular for a while, as if saying here is a place of being as a way of going. Loops are patterns repeated, played by musician or machines, loose or quantized, going and going until trance states beckon like mirages on a horizon. The musicians smile and drop metaphors because the rhythm is deep, in the pocket, swinging. Now you hear details in the bit, depth in the changing same: loops amplify attention, attuning us to notice small differences over time that reveal repetition as transformation.