Your best friend's house

The chauffer drives you to your best friend, Jake's house. Jake and you have been best friends since elementary school. While you'd chosen to go corporate, he'd pursued his passion for music. He was in a musical genius, playing guitar, bass, singing, you name it. He was incredibly talented. You knock on the door, but no answer. He must be in his music studio...aka the basement.

"Hey man." Jake said, looking up from the guitar he was strumming. "Holy shit, have I been down here all day?"

"Nah, just got off work early for my birthday." you reply.

"Righteous man! Speaking of birthdays, I wrote you a song?" He replies, smiling up. "Wanna hear it?"

"Sure," you nod.