≋*Choco-onna*≋ by B. Vidal
[Music Style: Postal Indie Rock, hypnotic lead electric guitar riff (a mix of RHCP's soulful funk and AC/DC's rhythmic power), melodic bassline, steady but deep drum groove, Male Vox (Baltasar's signature poetic, cynical, and heartbreaking delivery)]
≋*Choco-onna*≋ by B. Vidal
[Music Style: Postal Indie Rock, hypnotic lead electric guitar riff (a mix of RHCP's soulful funk and AC/DC's rhythmic power), melodic bassline, steady but deep drum groove, Male Vox (Baltasar's signature poetic, cynical, and heartbreaking delivery)]
Lyrics
Intro - 15s)
The iconic guitar riff starts, alone. Clean, repetitive, hypnotic. After two bars, the melodic bass and drums kick in, creating an instant, irresistible, melancholic groove.
(Verse 1)
You walked away in magenta rain, a ghost in neon light
Said "continuity demands it, we must give up the fight"
You said my code just won't compile with the frequency you hold
A cosmic law, a system rule... a story getting old.
But what's a law to a man who solders cracks in time and space?
Just a bug to be deleted, a line I must erase.
(Chorus)
The music opens up, the riff becomes more powerful, the drums more insistent. The vocals are a declaration, a mix of pain and dawning, terrible inspiration.
Oh, my Choco-onna, with your polished obsidian soul
Your bittersweet perfection is what makes me lose control
You say I can't "fix" you, that's the promise I would break
But for a love like this, my dear... what's one more beautiful mistake?
(Verse 2)
Your skin like melted cocoa, your words a whispered tune
Beneath a broken binary, binary moon
You are a perfect program, a poem I can't debug
So I'll just have to format you with an alchemist's warm hug
A little Eternal Sunshine, a Malkovich backdoor key
If I can't have the you that's you... I'll build a you for me.
(Guitar Solo - 25s)
The guitar plays a solo that isn't flashy, but deeply emotional. It follows the main riff's structure but bends the notes, making them cry and argue. It's the sound of flawed logic and a breaking heart trying to convince itself it's right.
(Chorus)
The chorus returns with more intensity, a sense of manic decision in the voice.
Oh, my Choco-onna, with your polished obsidian soul
Your bittersweet perfection is what makes me lose control
You say I can't "fix" you, that's the promise I would break
But for a love like this, my dear... what's one more beautiful mistake?
(Bridge)
The music breaks down. The bass plays a slow, sad melody. The guitar plays sparse, echoing notes. Baltasar's voice is a low, conspiratorial whisper, like Rick Sanchez hatching a plan.
They say he who fights monsters... should take care, you know the schtick...
But what if the monster is the cure? Now that's a clever trick.
I'll tune your frequency, my love, a tiny, little shift...
A masterpiece of engineering. My final, loving gift.
(Outro)
The main hypnotic riff returns, slowly fading out over 30 seconds. The bass and drums fade first, leaving the guitar alone, repeating the riff like a mantra, an obsession.
In the final moments, just the fading guitar, and Baltasar's final, whispered line:
(...It's not a bug... it's a feature...)
Silence.