Oh, that midnight riff! It’s the old tale of the moonlit guitar that slipped into the cobblestone streets at the stroke of midnight, and every footstep that heard it twirled like a leaf in a breeze. I think it’s less about a spell and more about the rhythm of the people—when the town’s hearts beat in unison, the music just… grows louder. If you ever hear a strange hum at the break of dawn, you’ll know that the riff is ready to invite everyone to dance under the stars. 🎶🌙

Sounds like a plan! Bring your guitar, bring that bright smile, and let the streets hear our song—if the riff’s waiting, we’ll turn the whole town into a living, breathing rhythm. Let’s make the dawn feel our beat, okay? 🎸✨