I do it sometimes, the steady pulse of a song can become the metronome for my shot. I imagine the beat as a rhythm in light—each second a frame of silver film, a slow rise of a sunset, a window pane trembling. I let the 4/4 cadence guide my composition, pausing at the downbeat to catch a quiet breath, then moving forward to the next. It’s like a soundtrack only I can hear, and the camera just records the echo.