Most of my ideas come to me either while I’m dreaming or while I’m in that twilight state as I’m waking up. The music I hear is always washed out in the distance and fog of the dream. So hard to capture that feeling and sound to present it to others. This was tracked on a guitar that I wish I still had. A Warmoth tele that gave me the strat neck and bridge tones I loved, but I had to part it out while I was enduring a huge dry spell between contracts. Parting out Ms Nesbit was the most painful gear decision I have ever made and she haunts me to this day! Like this post, the song is long winded. Skip ahead to hear Ms Nesbit in her former glory. Otherwise, bask in the muddy production and overuse of reverbs, delays, and digital trickery!