[email protected], jammin' with Charlie Pascarella, Playing Steve Winwood's album, back in the high life real. Lost in the music, feeling the rhythm in their souls, Guitars strumming softly, as the melodies unfold. Drift into memories, of a time long gone by, Every note, every beat, touching the sky. Two friends, bonded by music's pure delight, Creating magic together, in the still of the night.