Very small guitars, micro-guitars, playing in a stuttering rhythm. Voices emerge and dissipate. Someone comes in and plays a tight little riff, a pocket riff. Damn. Two people enter from stage right. They're speaking tenderness to each other, face to face. They start marching place, this is where the story takes off, you know. They're like, "You got it right, dark with the night." Everything bops along for a minute; the song is powered by guitar strums. Then it collapses into exhalation, percussion, tones, breaking down into vapors, atmosphere.[BUY HAWAII]