NOIR

Music video "NOIR" by adiiilya / szdåt tells the story of a recently separated woman whose night of partying takes a sinister turn when she becomes the target of a nocturnal predator. The video explores themes of jealousy, obsession, toxic masculinity, and the suffocating tension of a codependent relationship. The video delves deep into the fragmented mind and distorted reality of its characters, making it a perfect fit for fans of psychological horror.

The plot takes her on a path towards madness - threatening messages, mysterious occurrences, and a horde of wolves circling her house drive her to seek help from the authorities. However, even the police dismiss her fears as mere paranoia, leaving her feeling hopeless. Desperate, she turns to her estranged ex-boyfriend, setting the stage for a shocking revelation and a descent into madness.

Originally conceived in the noir genre, the project evolved into a fragmented mind, distorted reality narrative that perfectly complements the theme of psychological horror. This leaves "noir" (or "noire," which is the French word for black) as a symbol of complete darkness into which our hero descends.

The video portrays a dark dance of a codependent couple, intricately woven with a distorted metaphor for an abuser – toxic masculinity represented as lycanthropy. Familiar walls begin to crumble, and the concept of home itself becomes a twisted maze as the young woman finds herself trapped and hunted by an unseen menace. The haunting music, composed by szdåt, adds an extra dimension to the eerie atmosphere. Its repetitive rhythm acts almost as a timer of inevitable disaster.

Lyrics:
Lamplight stays the night in a stolen ride
I rush from the other end of town, pushing my stride
Your tears, drip drop dropping through the air
Lose their way wearily in this mess of hair
This head is heavy with thoughts of you and memories
Like a million ants, sitting there
They churn and yearn for me to remember something
Just a little something

You put a demon inside of me, but you never knew
Laughing, it watches what I will do
It sits and waits to see if I -
- a human made of meat and a skeleton -
will yield and lose this mind
of a self-respecting American
It fades in and out, snarling
What a wicked joke, darling
What a wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked joke
My darling

Remember what you said? Wasn't cruel, just careless
"Should have made the gentleman jealous,
Knife-to-the-chest fashion"
Oh, what indiscretion -
One night in a new home
Bathed in aroma,
Dripping fringe like a flood
On my neck, lips the color of blood

On my neck, lips the color of blood
On my neck, lips the color of blood
The red, red, red, red blossom
Of your lips
Of your lips