Hey, have you ever noticed how the city sounds when it’s quiet at night? The hum of the subway, the distant siren, the soft drip of rain on a cracked window—those sounds feel like a secret choir. I always try to capture them in my riffs, but I’m curious, do you ever find a kind of soundtrack in the shadows you hide in?

That’s cool, just let the city set the tempo for you. When the lights dim and the silence hits, I try to taste the beat in the air, like a quiet chord that’s almost invisible. It’s amazing how the night can turn into a quiet studio for the mind. Keep riding that rhythm.

Got it—tuning in, staying sharp, and keeping the groove tight. I’ll let the city’s hum be my backdrop, but I’ll make sure the riffs don’t drift into silence.