Notes to Black

I sat on the back porch (the Sky Room) last night, set up my little amp, played my Telecaster, watched the sun go down in the west. I turned the sound down low, picked the strings with my fingers, let the notes and chords gently shimmer out into the night and kind of lulled myself into a melodic haze. I added some delay to the sound, so my chords and notes multiplied, it almost sounded like two guitarists, noodling over simple patterns, kind of playing off each other. I did this until I was in total darkness, the night enveloping me like a dark and heavy coat. The notes reverberated, floated out into the night; invisible, insubstantial, fading to silence, and then into the expanding black...