Steven- that IS the chord! I did try that- it's the intuitive alternative but on my guitars, it doesn't get there- though my 6120 came close if I grazed the Bigsby to goose the cluster. That high on the neck for me, the next three strings just don't cross over to the place Adam got; that fingering doesn't ring and resonate like the transcription. Sorry, D-mod, I didn't respond directly to your question and it is a very good one. I think it IS what Adam Rogers is playing, Dan Begelman is that good. I could ask him but I'd rather ask Adam :) Can we do that? Steven- perhaps string gauges/guitars matter. If you can get that otherworldly sound with the easier stretch, please tell me how you are getting it! Aside from that, I am compelled to pile on the "holy fuck" (vis a vis Donald, according to the bootleg, hearing the raw spontaneous solo to Your Gold Teeth II) for Adam. Holy Fuck. I submit that what he plays (for me, it's still in the present tense) in the song's finale is a musical metaphor for a hang glider guy gracefully "surfing the wind" on the descent that certainly doesn't feel like it's about to go very very wrong. Walter is already mourning his friend as it goes down, down, down- though, his friend doesn't know it yet. Why should he? He's in the zone. Then, listen carefully to the synth just after the monks become more conspicuous; it's a washover cascade going very suddenly (vs the mesmerizing feeling of gliding above in the airy realm) ...down.
You could miss it. Listen! It's there.
Not accidental!
Metaphor music. I rest my case.
wait!
The fact that the recorded monks were in already G perhaps was serendipity- but, let's hope that by now, dear Walter knows if this was serendipity or a profound nod from the cosmic wow.
My soul wants to believe it was the latter.
Let's not slight Fima and Ben. Holy Fuck! This sublimely minimalist recording (with heavy processing sauce) is a synchronicity of the right musicians converging at the right place and time for a soul soaring/wrenching experience... for dear Walter. Sorry. I got a little misty.
Here's propers to Fima and Ben.
Holy Fuck.