I wrote “Outta Sight” for my wife for her birthday. This is about our 17 and a half year old dog, his love for her, and his loss of eyesight. This was written in June of last year and by September we traveling across country. We were staying in Santa Fe, New Mexico for a few days and I recorded this practice session in one of the rooms from the house we were staying at. The house was named The Crooked House and sat outside of Santa Fe.