Sure thing. I start by finding a tape or a live stream that’s got the band playing at their peak. Then I crank it up to the point where the bleed from the drums starts to taste like sweat. From there I isolate each track—snare click, guitar distortion, vocal rasp—just like a forensic investigator. I look for that little hiss of a crowd, that one guitar solo that cuts through the mix, and that faint background harmony that most people miss. I keep a log, label each snippet, and cross‑check with other shows to see if the texture is a one‑off or a signature. It’s all about the small quirks that give a performance its soul, and a good detective will spend hours chasing that nuance until it clicks into place.