Somebody won a raffle at the Star & Shadow Cinema the other week, and their prize was an exclusive song recorded by Death of a Salesman. The gentleman was called Hal, a word which fast became the basis of much of the lyrical content of the piece.
It was shaping up nicely last night, until the Mac froze and I lost almost two hours' worth of editing. Attempts today to recapture these details have proved fruitless. It's extremely difficult to chase a lost take; better to leave it a while and then come at it with a different approach. Often the end result is better than the original would have been, though to be honest in this case I would have preferred the machine not to have crashed.