Writing lyrics here in LA to the four songs Ben Jaffe, mighty leader of the Preservation Hall Jazz Band, and I started in New Orleans a few months ago. Four songs in two days, working around the inspiring and constant banging and screwing sounds (in the construction sense of the words) of the workmen right underneath the studio mounting my new air conditioning system to the ceiling. Plus the dulcet harmonies of the portable air conditioners in the room while it’s installed. And then there are the planes from the Burbank airport. A cacophony of sound floating in, out, around, and above Willis Wonderland. But we have our hair! BTW, I’m writing on my phone, not taking time to text. And please notice we are wearing four different colors of shoes.