Yesterday was a bad day. A very bad day. Water leaking through the picture window, a carbon monoxide detector went off (the device was malfunctioning, but I didn’t know that when the beeping first started), I also had a brief period of feeling really sick just as a little cherry on top.
Somehow in between all of that crap and the related heart attack stress level I managed to have a very productive RPM Challenge day. It was probably that or just go raving mad, screaming at the walls. I recorded three vocals, used a trick to finish the one drum part I had to program, and mixed one song. I lost my ability to make up lyrics about nothing on the spot so for this one I had to find a topic. I found a blog about New England Folklore, and one of the posts was about the ghost that haunts the Mt Washington Hotel. Turns out she was married to the guy who built the building, so she’s not a scary ghost. She knows that would be bad for business.
Inside the Red Head's Head 