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Belchior’s Lunchtime

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[Intro] [slow blues-funk groove] [Rhodes establishes the harmony] [deep warm bass enters] [restrained drums] [clean Strat-style guitar answers with short melodic phrases] [leave plenty of space] ⸻ [Verse 1] [intimate conversational vocal] [sparse Rhodes] [bass and drums remain restrained] [guitar answers between vocal lines] In the middle of the room, around the table At the bottom of our plates, food and sorrow We look at each other, touch, then say nothing And lose one another the moment we think of talking ⸻ [Refrain] [band settles deeper into the groove] Fear, fear, fear And this a sacred meal ⸻ [Verse 2] [bass becomes more prominent] [Rhodes fills the spaces] [guitar remains restrained] Your hand is closed, but your mouth is open Your heart is empty, your stomach hurts Locked up and sealed, every word unspoken Everything soaked in fear ⸻ [Refrain / Build] [stronger vocal] [deep bass pocket] [piano becomes more percussive] [guitar bends answer each word] Fear, fear, fear ⸻ [Extended Guitar Solo] [FEATURED ELECTRIC GUITAR] [long expressive blues-soul guitar solo] [clean Strat-style neck-pickup tone] [vocal-like phrasing rather than speed] [wide bends, double-stops, slides, hammer-ons and rhythmic chord fragments] [start sparse and restrained] [leave silence between phrases] [gradually build intensity] [bass and drums remain locked into the funk pocket] [Rhodes actively responds to the guitar] [guitar reaches an emotional melodic peak] ⸻ [Piano Feature] [FEATURED RHODES / ACOUSTIC PIANO] [guitar drops back] [piano takes over the conversation] [jazz-funk improvisation] [rich extended chords and unexpected substitutions] [blues and gospel inflections] [right-hand melodic runs] [strong rhythmic comping] [bass interacts with piano] [drums become increasingly playful] [piano solo builds from elegant to fiery] ⸻ [Guitar & Piano Conversation] [guitar re-enters] [guitar and piano trade phrases] [4 bars guitar] [4 bars piano] [2 bars guitar] [2 bars piano] [guitar and piano briefly play together] [band suddenly drops back] ⸻ [Verse 3] [vocal returns intimate and conversational] [piano carries most of the harmony] [guitar plays tiny responses after each line] Father at the head says, “It’s time for lunch now” My mother calls me, “It’s time for lunch now” My younger sister, long black hair Grandma keeps saying, “It’s time for lunch, young man” ⸻ [Breakdown] [drums reduce to kick, rimshot and hi-hat] [bass repeats a hypnotic figure] [sparse piano chords] [guitar answers from the distance] Young man, young man “It’s time for lunch now” ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] [band almost disappears] [piano alone under first line] [guitar gently enters under second line] I’m still much too young For so much sadness ⸻ [Final Verse] [full band gradually returns] [vocal becomes increasingly emotional] [guitar and piano answer the spaces between lines] Let’s forget these things Let’s get on with living Before death comes around Or something like it ⸻ [Build] [drums open slightly] [bass becomes melodic] [piano chords rise] [guitar begins sustained blues phrases] And carries us away While we’re still young Before we’ve had our day Before our life’s begun Or something like it ⸻ [Coda] [groove becomes spacious again] [vocal almost whispered] [guitar answers each repetition] Or something like it Or something like it Or something of the kind ⸻ [Extended Instrumental Outro] [return to the original blues-funk groove] [FEATURED GUITAR & PIANO JAM] [expressive electric guitar takes the melody] [Rhodes challenges and answers the guitar] [guitar and piano improvise conversationally] [4-bar exchanges become 2-bar exchanges] [bass and drums stay deep in the pocket] [guitar delivers one final soaring melodic phrase] [piano answers with a rich unresolved jazz-soul chord] [final sustained guitar bend] [band resolves together]