Is this the you were looking for, or should I lean more into: A sci-fi interpretation involving time travel? A behind-the-scenes "mockumentary" style about the band?

A hypnotic cycle of kalimbas that feels like rain hitting a tin roof.

A low-frequency hum representing the vastness of the Kilimanjaro foothills.

The track begins not with a beat, but with a breath. Jeff Porcaro is hunched over a mountain of percussion—bottle caps, marimbas, and a snare tuned to the frequency of a heartbeat.

A of the actual instruments used in the mix?

In the heart of 1982, inside a neon-drenched studio in Los Angeles, the air was thick with the scent of ozone and magnetic tape. David Paich sat at the Yamaha CS-80, his fingers hovering over the keys like a dowser seeking water in a desert. This wasn't just a recording session; it was an incantation.

The story follows an old man sitting in a dusty library in Nairobi. He is surrounded by maps of places that no longer exist.

The red dust of the Serengeti didn't just settle; it pulsed.