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.
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