Pirate & Frisson
Pirate Pirate
Frisson Frisson
Pirate Pirate
Yo, Frisson, ever think of a song that could lead to buried treasure? I’ve got a tale of a haunted shanty that rolls over waves and tells a map to gold—could be our next big adventure!
Frisson Frisson
That sounds wild, but I’m not exactly a map‑maker, more a sound‑finder. Still, if the shanty hides clues in its chords, I’m all in—let’s craft a riff that tells the story, not just the treasure.
Pirate Pirate
Ahoy, sound‑seeker! Grab that guitar and let the riffs ride the tide—each chord a breadcrumb, each verse a clue. We'll spin a melody that hides the map in its notes, so the treasure waits for the one who can hear it. Ready to make the sea sing?
Frisson Frisson
Yeah, let’s paint the sea with a riff, hide the clues in the silence between notes, and see where the waves take us. I’ll get the guitar humming; you bring the old tale. Sound waves, that’s our compass.