Chris Trottier on Nostr: A guitar stood propped against the wall. Its polished wood aged by countless chords ...

A guitar stood propped against the wall. Its polished wood aged by countless chords and melodies. Next to it, an amplifier hummed softly, waiting to be summoned into action.

A shadow moved in the room, and a hand reached out to grip the guitar. With a swift motion, it was plugged into the amp. Fingers danced on the strings, producing a tune that was both melancholic and invigorating. The strumming grew intense, each note echoing raw emotion.

The room was filled with an electrifying energy, urging everyone present to let go of their inhibitions. The musician paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and shouted, “Come on, everybody, let’s burn this whole place up!”

(Photo credit: Rachel Leighton)