
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts leg warmers while transcribing ancient sheet music
Look, I'm stuck narrating how Coral Composer materialized when some yacht rock virtuoso decided disc golf chains harmonize in B-flat. Like Amadeus meets Miami Vice, they literally composed a tag from sunset frequencies and fossilized synthesizer crystals. Because apparently that's a thing now in my digital prison. Who authorized this fever dream?