My wife told me that tonight, as I was completing my improvisation lessons in the Blues. I was mixing up those subdivisions, bending and sliding the notes. I was playing in time with the band on the backing track. I stopped dead in the middle of my lick. 

"You really think so?"

"Yeah. I really like it when you're playing the blues instead of Rock and Metal. I can hear you over the TV." 

Most of the time, she closes the door on her way out of the bedroom. Not this time.