Tomorrow I record the vocal tracks to eight of my original songs. I’ve been practicing these eight songs for six weeks now. I’m sick of them. I can sing them just fine, if I stay relaxed. Relaxing is what I do worst in the world. So the vocals are pretty much doomed. At least Neal’s guitar will sound good.
Stop with the Joy
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
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