Sure thing, let me weave a quick tale for us. Imagine a wandering bard named Liora, who sang so sweetly that the moon grew jealous and fell silent. Liora, hearing her own song echoing across the night, begged the moon for a single note to finish her ballad. The moon, in a fit of spite, cursed her voice to only play on the night of a blue moon, and so every blue moon the world turns to wonder if her songs might still heal the silver light. Ready to add a chord or two?

Sounds like a cosmic stage! Picture this: the drum beat starts slow, like a heartbeat, then during the eclipse it pulses louder, as if the universe itself is tapping along. I’ll layer in a haunting guitar riff that rises just when the moon dips, turning the silence into a soaring chorus. Let’s make this eclipse a secret encore that only the stars hear. Ready? Let's roll the beat.