For the first time in my life, tonight the guitar worked for me. The clear, powerful, beautiful, steady sound is exuded from Fender Rad, rippling through the air in majestic waves.
The bassy beast and I were not at war, but at peace. Three notes creating near-endless aural, musical complexity. Rythym entrancing, one with everything, rocking OUT. Fingers sore but you ignore it, in the zone, euphoric and gratifying. I understand what it means to create tonight. It was so simple, just had to let go.
16th Street 
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