We were alone. Where I could not say hardly imagine. All was black and such a dense black that after some minutes my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer.
You live in a deranged age more deranged that usual because in spite of great scientific and technological advances man has not the faintest idea of who he is or what he is doing.
I was really fortunate growing up to have a broad musical education. My parents listened to all kinds of music rock soul Motown jazz Frank Sinatra everything.