Prompt:[INTRO — distorted whisper]
Kistefoss… Jevnaker…
Four walked in…
Nobody warned the museum.
Malin.
Kristian.
Alva.
Vera.
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?
[BEAT DROP]
Malin hit the floor — BAM BAM
Kristian turned around — SKRRT
Alva got the shoulders going —
Vera said: “LET'S GET WEIRD.”
Kistefoss shaking,
sculptures watching,
River running,
bassline launching—
MALIN ON THE LEFT,
KRISTIAN ON THE RIGHT,
ALVA IN THE MIDDLE,
VERA BRINGING THE NIGHT!
[PHONK CHORUS]
WHOOP— WHOOP—
KISTEFOSS FUNK!
BOOM— BOOM—
JEvnaker JUNK!
Hands in the air,
feet on the floor,
four crazy dancers
and they want MORE!
MALIN!
KRISTIAN!
ALVA!
VERA!
KISTEFOSS NEVER SAW THIS BEFORE!
[1-MINUTE DANCE BREAK]
808 growl
Malin: STEP!
BOOM
Kristian: SLIDE!
BOOM BOOM
Alva: TURN!
SKRRT
Vera: SIDE TO SIDE!
DRRRRRAAAAA—
Four silhouettes moving
like the museum came alive,
left, right,
down, up,
spin it twice,
DON'T MESS IT UP!
Malin drops low—
Kristian goes robotic—
Alva starts bouncing—
Vera goes absolutely psychotic—
BOOM!
Museum guard freezes.
BOOM!
Old sculpture stares.
BOOM!
Someone whispers:
"Is this… contemporary art?"
YEAH.
THIS IS THE EXHIBITION.
Bass gets darker,
floor gets louder,
four human hurricanes
making Kistefoss prouder!
MALIN!
HEY!
KRISTIAN!
HEY!
ALVA!
HEY!
VERA!
HEY!
ALL FOUR:
KISTEFOSS FUNK—
KISTEFOSS FUNK—
KISTEFOSS FUNK—
DROP THAT BEAT!
BOOOOOOOOM.
[OUTRO — distorted voice]
They came to see the art.
They became the art.
Jevnaker will never recover.
