When it's 36 degrees in the shade... and it's only 9am... you get to work early. The cicadas are like an unruly children's choir and find their way onto every vocal take, whether the windows are open or not.
So its back to pen and paper, and by the time Hugh's cup of coffee is finished, he's firing and there's a verse and a chorus on the page. "Stereo Heart".
Grace is drinking tea and has not experienced the same exponential increase in productivity. But she's had her Weetbix and that'll be enough to keep her working steadily till lunchtime.