Here's a picture of one of the crazy howler monkeys right outside our hotel. Nothing really to do with this post.

But tell me if the following isn't something that belongs on the back of a How to Host a Murder box. Or a paperback airport novel.

Phil Spector was one of the greatest and most eccentric music producers in rock and roll history. The inventor of the "Wall of Sound," recorder and former husband of Ronnie Bennet of the Ronnettes, was known for describing his life as "Having devils fighting inside me." But until three years ago, this wig-wearing innovator lead a fairly innocuous life.

On the night of February 3, 2003, Spector met actress Lana Clarkson at the House of Blues. After a few drinks, the two were driven by her chauffer to Spector's house. Hours later, sounds of a tussle led Ms. Clarkson's driver to enter the home to investigate. What he saw was shocking.

"I think I just killed her," said Spector, standing in the foyer of his home over the body of Lana Clarkson, smoking gun in his hand.

Despite the incriminating details, you, as Mr. Spector's lawyer, believe him to be innocent. Follow the clues, dig deep, trust no one, discover the truth. Is this rock and roll legend innocent, or did the ghost of Ronnie Bennet drive him to murder? You decide!

ps- you gotta take a look at this guy: