Crumbs... I was going to post that "This Echo thread really makes me want to get back to finishing Yodelling For Beginners" but you've made it seem so...lowbrow now.
"The low hanging branches collected the dirt of this city as it was dragged heavily up the street. Each piece of dirt corrupted its festive promise with the disease of this neon prison. Each mark a filthy scar shared with one of the denizens here."
Did Echo Chamber Chet have his own fortress of solitude? If so, he could've called in the Echoplex, except the name was already trademarked by manufacturers of sound-effect devices for musicians.