It's 1969. The Fillmore West is jammed wall-to-wall and up through the balcony. The house lights are down, a spotlight illuminates the guitarist. Audience members raise their lighters and sway gently to the rhythm. The vibrations of Woodstock still echo. The Summer of Love is a not-so-distant memory...

Hey, that's where this song takes ME. So glad you had a window to work on this, it sounds fantastic!


DC Ron
BiaB Audiophile
Presonus Studio One
StudioCat DAW dual screen
Presonus Faderport 16
Too many guitars (is that a thing?)