A hummable riff blossoms into a shimmering hook that instantly shines. “The sun was just coming up,” he recalls. “We could hear the crashing waves, and we came up with this magical little guitar lick. It was so natural.
You’ve got that imagery of picking petals off flowers, and it paints a picture.”
You’ve got that imagery of picking petals off flowers, and it paints a picture.”
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