I’m working on Saturday in a friend’s studio to lay some vocal tracks for some folks he’s cutting. The band put me up in a hotel…or motel - feels like there should be a neon sign out front that says free HBO - but they don’t even have that!
Room looks okay..I can see around the cracks of the door. There’s dead bugs, roaches actually, all over the floor. It feels like there’s probably a hidden camera somewhere in here - sucks for them if it is! There’s 2 beds in here and I’ve chosen the lesser of 2 evils (I hope).
I was bellyaching about it and then thought - some folks would absolutely love it here. It beats sleeping in my car - done that before. The air is cool and the shower is not. The bed isn’t uncomfortable - but I still may sleep in my clothes. There’s a mirror leaned against the wall in the corner and I’m probably gonna turn it around - it’s giving me bad vibes.
It’s actually NOT the nastiest place I’ve stayed but close.
Still, I’m grateful to have a room to lay down in for the night.
Gotta love that musician road life!
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