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Base by Base Music is the musical extension of Base by Base — a space for the original soundscapes, themes, and atmospheres that accompany science, reflection, and discovery. Here, music takes the lead: cinematic, thoughtful, and immersive compositions created to inspire focus, wonder, and intellectual curiosity.© 2026 Musica Scienza Scienze biologiche
  • Cold Side of the Gut
    Jul 1 2026

    This release contains only the music track from Base by Base Episode 406.

    Song title: Cold Side of the Gut
    Original Base by Base episode: 406: Temperature & Age Shape Gut Susceptibility to HCoV-229E

    Article metadata:
    Article title: Temperature and developmental stage govern intestinal susceptibility to human coronavirus 229E
    Journal: Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences (PNAS)
    DOI: 10.1073/pnas.2600632123
    Reference: Synowiec A., Lie L.K., Szczepański A., et al. Temperature and developmental stage govern intestinal susceptibility to human coronavirus 229E. Proc. Natl. Acad. Sci. U.S.A. 2026;123(26):e2600632123. https://doi.org/10.1073/pnas.2600632123

    Lyrics:
    Verse 1
    Neon in the lab, midnight on the clock,
    We set that warm line, then we let it drop.
    Same cells, same gate, but the world rewinds—
    At thirty-two the virus finds time.

    Pre-Chorus
    Quiet alarms in the innate reply,
    Less of the warning, more room to climb.
    Screens light up with the rising load—
    A colder state and an open road.

    Chorus
    Temperature tells it when to run,
    Cold makes a cradle, heat stops the fun.
    In the enterocytes, it stakes its claim,
    But at thirty-seven it can’t play the same.
    Turn the dial, watch the story cut—
    Cold side of the gut, cold side of the gut.

    Verse 2
    Fetal and young still catch that wave,
    Adults switch gears and won’t behave.
    Translation slows, metabolism bends,
    Stress-path signals draw the ends.

    Bridge
    One receptor, one lock: ANPEP on the door,
    Protease like a razor, it wants a little more.
    But camostat cuts the spark mid-flight,
    Shut down entry, fade out the bite.

    Final Chorus
    Temperature tells it when to run,
    Cold makes a cradle, heat stops the fun.
    In the enterocytes, it stakes its claim,
    But grown-up heat won’t feed the flame.
    Turn the dial, let the data erupt—
    Cold side of the gut, cold side of the gut.

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    2 min
  • Modular Fire in the Sugarlight
    Jul 7 2026

    This release contains only the music track from Base by Base Episode 409.

    Song title: Modular Fire in the Sugarlight
    Original Base by Base episode: 409: A systems-level atlas of carbon-response transcriptional states in Escherichia coli

    Article metadata:
    Article title: A systems-level atlas of carbon-response transcriptional states in Escherichia coli
    Journal: PNAS
    DOI: 10.1073/pnas.2531884123
    Reference: Shin J, Son HF, Krishnan J, Hefner Y, Szubin R, Sung J, Patel A, Lou XA, Catoiu EA, Palsson BØ, Zielinski DC. A systems-level atlas of carbon-response transcriptional states in Escherichia coli. PNAS. 2026;123(27):e2531884123. doi:10.1073/pnas.2531884123.

    Lyrics:
    Verse 1
    In a flask of midnight, the carbon changes clothes
    Same cell, new dinner, watch the rhythm decompose
    One master switch hums, then the side streets come alive
    Modules in the wiring telling growth how to survive

    Pre-Chorus
    Turn the dial—graded signals, not a single on/off flare
    Fast lanes sing translation, slow roads load the stress in air
    Different doors to energy, but the map stays crystal-clear

    Chorus
    It’s modular fire in the sugarlight
    CRP in the skyline, guiding the night
    When the fuel runs heavy, the system feels the strain
    Propionate thunder and a nitrogen rain
    But the code stays steady—split, recombine
    A hundred small choirs in one bright spine

    Verse 2
    Some substrates enter quietly, not through glycolytic ease
    TCA-bound footsteps, slower than we’d like to breathe
    NtrC-1 wakes up, recycling what it can
    And if prpC goes missing, the whole plan loses land

    Bridge
    A shadow module flickers—prophage in the scene
    Not essential for the moment, but it tells you what it means:
    When growth rate drops, the cell pays rent in RpoS time
    Less for building ribosomes, more to hold the line

    Final Chorus
    It’s modular fire in the sugarlight
    Stress in the basement, data in flight
    Four kinds of carbon stories, clustered by the pace
    An atlas for the hunger and the choices cells will face
    So tune the cell’s orchestra—engineer, explore
    Read the graded modules and you’ll open every door

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    3 min
  • Lock the Metals Away
    Jul 5 2026

    This release contains only the music track from Base by Base Episode 407.

    Song title: Lock the Metals Away
    Original Base by Base episode: 407: SLC11A2 withholds metals from Salmonella in the gut epithelium

    Article metadata:
    Article title: SLC11A2 withholds divalent metals from
    Salmonella
    in the gut epithelium
    Journal: Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences
    DOI: 10.1073/pnas.2532675123
    Reference: Norberg ES, Knodler LA, et al. SLC11A2 withholds divalent metals from Salmonella in the gut epithelium. PNAS. 2026;123:e2532675123. doi:10.1073/pnas.2532675123

    Lyrics:
    Verse 1
    In the gut where the neon microscopes glow,
    A shadow slips in where the warm cells grow.
    It thinks it can settle, it thinks it can stay,
    But the pantry is closing—no feast today.

    Pre-Chorus
    You can hide in a bubble, build walls in the dark,
    But we hear your hunger like a tiny spark.
    We cut the supply lines, quiet and sure,
    Starve out the storm with a natural cure.

    Chorus
    Lock the metals away, let the invader wait,
    Iron and manganese—seal that gate.
    In the vacuole night, watch the numbers fall,
    No fuel for the fire when we withhold it all.
    Lock the metals away, no easy win,
    You can’t grow in a house you can’t eat within.

    Verse 2
    Some cells see the signal—low down to the bone,
    Less than a whisper of iron to own.
    A transporter pulls up like a guard on call,
    Turns the lights down low inside the wall.

    Bridge
    Try to steal it back with a desperate plan,
    MntH on the run, siderophores in hand.
    But every bright grab meets a colder defense,
    We tighten the silence with patient suspense.

    Final Chorus
    Lock the metals away, let the invader wait,
    Iron and manganese—seal that gate.
    In the vacuole night, watch the numbers fall,
    No fuel for the fire when we withhold it all.
    Lock the metals away, feel the pressure shift,
    A hidden kind of power, a cellular gift.

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    3 min
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