I'm in the midst of winter recording in my new ... still roughed out, recording studio. I'm excited and sunk deep into the mode of recording. I have a collection of basic songs that I am working on. One such project is delightfully bluesy BB Kingish, but no lyrics have come to me for a few years ... until today. Deep winter has returned with lots of snow and cold weather and I thought a batch of chocolate chip cookies were just the thing for me to munch on up in the studio. What, only one egg and not enough butter? Okay, it is snowy and icy with a 1/2 mile of road that I roughly plowed yesterday over slick thick ice just to get to the 10 downhill miles of packed snow to town. Yup, I need those CCs, so off I went. I get stuck behind a caravan of cars following a truck pulling a trailer full of snowmobiles, so I'm crawling along when all of a sudden the lyrics for my song pop into my head about driving to town for eggs and butter. Bluesy in itself. I start singing multiple verses and a great chorus, maybe even a bridge and a full turn around. No recorder with me, can I keep it in my head until I get home? Yup, got it. I'll bet you have similar stories of how this process has happened to you. Care to share?