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Meanie
Next-to-someday step: gain the skills to get a clear picture of how and where to go with a riff-and-variations kinda thang. Doesn't need to go anywhere, but it feels great if it can jump off to somewhere super.
This song in particular is what I picture Snake Plissken hearing in his mind while driving through a disco, in a souped-up abandonded station wagon that has a machine-gun mount and a state-of-the-art 8-track player.