For two years in a row, I spent November writing and recording an album as part of National Solo Album Month (NaSoAlMo).
I had the guitar part for this song mostly written when I learned that one of my best friends had recently broken up with his boyfriend. I kept thinking of them at a bar called Red House and the imagery became the lyrics.
Inspired by a man who puts his concept of marriage ahead of individual's rights and takes the idea of love out of the equation. Also inspired by the passage of Prop 8 in California.
Inspired by an e-mail we received at work. No one I know knows what it means.
Somewhat inspired by Lunches with Brian. I want salt at Asian restaurants, and my friend Brian suggests soy sauce. Soy sauce is not salt. That was the beginning.
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