I was manhandling Igor [holding and manhandling now mean noodling, because I rarely do anything else, and believe me I'd make a big deal about that] for ten minutes before bed on a school night when I played down the neck and I hear it.
I heard the difference of sound, not the metallic sound of playing a fret, but the deeper sound just from playing lower! Just when I think I'm stuck in my ways, I find out I just need more time.
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