A recording of a woman telling her son that his father has flipped his lid and is acting insane because he stopped taking his meds.
The woman talking left a long and distressed voicemail about her husband. Apparently he stopped taking his medication and was acting like a jerk. I was so mad at him for what he did to her that I wrote this song. The only thing that really came to mind was the line I sing over and over again. From a technical standpoint, this song was tough. The drums that I used (there are two layered drum tracks) were out of sync by a millisecond, but by the time a minute or two elapsed, it sounded horrible. I had to go in and edit the drum tracks by blowing up the tracks as far as they would go, snapping them to grid and then trimming them. For anyone who has worked in Pro Tools before you're probably thinking, so what? But for me it was the first time I had done it. Also, it was the first time I had recored the guitar part once and then cut and pasted parts. I guess you can say that this song was a milestone for me due to the editing process. It was an education to say the least.