
Da Food Guy - s1e3 - Cuori di Carciofo Marci
[Soundscape: Industrial hyperpop beats crash together with deafening saturated kicks, high-speed glitchy 32nd-note hi-hats, a screeching detuned supersaw synth lead, and erratic samples of breaking glass, aggressive power tools, and wet kitchen squelches at 180 BPM] [Intro] [DJ Scratch] [Loud Electronic Airhorn] [Basso Profundo Voice] AYO, DA FOOD GUY, BACK IN THE KITCHEN! [Hyper-Pitch Shifted Voice] S1E3, YOU KNOW THE MISSION, HIT 'EM WITH THE— [Chorus] [Screamed] CUORI DI CARCIOFO MARCI! (MARCI! MARCI!) [Distorted Choir] YEAH, THEY ROTTEN, THEY'RE A PARTY! (PARTY!) [Heavy Synth Bass Drop] [Stutter Effect] (Ugh-BLORCH!) Found 'em in the back, lookin' kinda sloppy, floppy! (SKRRT-SKRRT!) Green gone grey, a microbial copy-paste! Don't you diss the funk, that's umami you can taste! (TASTE!) BIT-CRUSH THE FLAVOR, HYPER-POP THE TEXTURE! THIS AIN'T A MEAL, IT'S A WHOLE 'NOTHER LECTURE! Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (LET'S GO!) Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (WILD! INSANE!) [Verse 1] [Rapid-Fire Staccato Rap] Open up the pantry door, what do I see? A biological nightmare starin' right at me! It's a fuzzy little colony of green-ish blue, Tryin' to evolve and write a sequel too! [Audio Glitch Stutter] They were artichoke hearts back in ninety-nine, Now they're walkin' 'round the counter on a picket line! "Give us liberty or give us more brine!" Oh god, the tupperware is expandin'! It's a toxic soup of misunderstood brandin'! [Heavy Metallic Impact] Grab the steel spatula, swing like a batter! Does it matter? NO, IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER! [Pitch Shift Up] We deep fry the dread, we sauté the despair, Throw a little parsley in the atmospheric air! [Pre-Chorus] [Frenetic Panting] Tick-tock, tick-tock, clock's runnin' out! What's that groanin' sound inside the sauerkraut? [Explosion Sound Effect] It's a culinary meltdown! [Chorus] [Maximalist Wall of Sound] CUORI DI CARCIOFO MARCI! (MARCI! MARCI!) YEAH, THEY ROTTEN, THEY'RE A PARTY! (PARTY!) (Ugh-BLORCH!) Found 'em in the back, lookin' kinda sloppy, floppy! (SKRRT-SKRRT!) Green gone grey, a microbial copy-paste! Don't you diss the funk, that's umami you can taste! (TASTE!) BIT-CRUSH THE FLAVOR, HYPER-POP THE TEXTURE! THIS AIN'T A MEAL, IT'S A WHOLE 'NOTHER LECTURE! Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (LET'S GO!) Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (WILD! INSANE!) [Verse 2] [Scream-Rap] MARINATE THE MADNESS! OVEN AT FIVE HUNDRED! Every health inspector in the county just blundered! They kicked down the door, but they slipped on the slime! Doing five-to-ten for a culinary crime! [Chain-saw Revving Sound] Chop up the stem, let the spores fly high! If we're gonna choke, let's do it in the sky! [Bass Drop] Add a splash of vinegar, a dash of pure panic, This recipe's toxic, frantic, and titanic! The microwave's screamin'! The blender's rejoicin'! Listen to the void and the kitchen sink's voicin'! "Eat the decay! Feed the beast within!" We are past the point of where we can begin! [Bridge] [Beat Dropout - Minimalist Glitch Clicks & Whispers] Shh... do you hear it? The artichoke spirits... They're breathin' through the mold... A story left untold... [Build-up: Fast Snare Roll Accelerating to Infinity] THEY'RE MUTATING! THEY'RE ESCAPING! THEY'RE ALIVE! HOW DID ANY OF US SURVIVE SEASON ONE, EPISODE FIVE?! WAIT, THIS IS S1E3! WE'RE AHEAD OF SCHEDULE! TEAR UP THE SCRIPT, BURN THE WHOLE SCHEDULE! [Guitar Shred Solo Synthesized with Square Waves] [Final Chorus] [Explosive Full Volume Drop] CUORI DI CARCIOFO MARCI! (MARCI! MARCI!) YEAH, THEY ROTTEN, THEY'RE A PARTY! (PARTY!) (Ugh-BLORCH!) Found 'em in the back, lookin' kinda sloppy, floppy! (SKRRT-SKRRT!) Green gone grey, a microbial copy-paste! Don't you diss the funk, that's umami you can taste! (TASTE!) BIT-CRUSH THE FLAVOR, HYPER-POP THE TEXTURE! THIS AIN'T A MEAL, IT'S A WHOLE 'NOTHER LECTURE! Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (LET'S GO!) Cuori di Carciofo Marci! (WILD! INSANE!) [Outro] [Rapid Echo Stutter] Marci... Marci... mar-mar-mar-mar-ci! [Loud Electronic Buzz] [Mic Feedback Squelch] [Sound Effect: Microwave Beep x5] [Whispered] Da Food Guy out. [Abrupt Silence]


