Not Just Another Damn Song on the Radio
"He considered how it might sound if his guitar licks merged with a probing, petulant trumpet. Either those riffs would meld into a bleak new brand of tortured beauty, or the lonely echoes would expand exponentially, leaving everyone stranded on the dance floor. There was no way of knowing unless they tried it."
Read more of this fictional encounter between Miles Davis and Neil Young in Jerry Jazz Musician. They really did share a bill once!