In the creative moment, the groove. When you are trying like hell to make it happen. Bombardment, debris flying everywhere. Trying to get it all done... Rhythm, rhythm, move, shake. Nuthin’ but a G thang. Random cultural sounds, visuals, twists get thrown in and spun about. Pick it up, throw it down. How do you see it? How does it make you feel? How can it be new again? Where is the why? Why, always why? And then, when does it come together?