Here's the setup:

John Conti, aging rock star with one big hit to his name from twenty years ago, is in New Orleans for a two-week acoustic gig at a club in the French Quarter. He has found a bed and breakfast in the garden district, with a strange spooky landlady, Mrs. Gage, and balcony doors that don't open from his 2nd floor room.

Before going to soundcheck at the club he drops his suitcase off at the room, pulls out a flask, drinks from it. Music begins, and he sings:

Mister One-Hit Wonder hit a homer first time at bat
Mister One-Hit Wonder coasted for a long time on that
We're in the bottom of the ninth. there's two men out and two men on,
and Mister One-Hit Wonder wonders if his hitting days are gone.

(He grabs his guitar, comes down the stairs.)

Mister one-hit wonder had a marriage for a little while
Mister one-hit wonder's eye was wandering even while he walked down the aisle.
And since that day he's seen a lot of lovely women in and out of his revolving door
But mister one-hit wonder gives them one hit, and leaves 'em when they ask for more.

(As he sings, the Gage House disappears behind him.)

A whole lot of spins on the radio,
A whole lot of spins 'round the sun
He thought he had picked the right way to go,
thought he did all that had to be done
'cause he's a hit single, not a family man.
No time for a family, they would not understand.
He's riding the long, long tail of his fame
and the darkening skies that once lit up his name
are now showing the shadows in corners that he'd rather
not look into at all.

(Another sip from his flask as he crosses to...
Delgado’s. A club in the French Quarter. Late Afternoon.)

Mister One-Hit Wonder takes a hit of courage from his little flask.
Mister One-Hit Wonder doesn't much like the face there behind the mask,
'cause when he looks he sees an aging Peter Pan who never ever had a Tinker Bell.
And Mister One-Hit Wonder wonders if he's on the road to hell.

(He heads to the small stage with one microphone on a stand - begins to unpack his guitar.)

But for now he's passing through here, and he's got a job to do here,
and he's got that one hit song to sell.

(and he begins his sound check.)