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The timing slipped halfway through, and the final chord buzzed against the next measure.
I stopped the recording.
Marcus said it was not finished.
I said it was supposed to be a short track.
He said short did not mean finished.
I listened through the whole thing.
I could have erased the track and started again, but I kept it.
Especially the last chord.