I love singing loudly to achieve a deeper voiceodobenidaeJanuary 29 2004, 17:03:20 UTC
Last night, I had a little karaoke session of my own. I imagined that you and I were at a party at Eran's, and everyone was playing a crazed karaoke game where you sang three songs in a row with headphones on, and everyone else sat around and laughed.
So I chose the first three songs off of BSB's Black and Blue. I decided to sing in a hyper-animated voice, and embellish each phrase fully. My voice was a little hoarse after "The Call," but started to break in during "The Shape of My Heart" (hence the reason I'm telling YOU this instead of some Lj stranger). I let loose during "Get Another Boyfriend," and the cycle of songs from one of my favorite albums was complete. When finished, I opened my eyes, and you told me that at least three of the women in the room were completely in love with me.
Ah yes, and this wasn't even a dream, I was fully cognizant the whole time. Is this delirium? Exhaustion? Desperation? Egotism?
you were sitting in the midst of many women, like some sort of shiekodobenidaeJanuary 29 2004, 18:25:38 UTC
I got your dubbed 8-track of Black and Blue right here, chum. And I don't own Forever Changes (I only have a best-of from 2003), so buy a stack of those motherfuckers and give them out as valentines!
Man, were this truly an entry, it's too much disclosure, I think. Diligent LeeJ detective work will reveal a colorful array of anyone's private idiosyncracies (I just figured out the identity of mistergrinch yesterday), but this might be too much! Insecurities are ofttimes best kept swept under someone else's rug, I think. I still think of a composing journal on occasion, but I'm not sure anyone I know would ever see it.
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So I chose the first three songs off of BSB's Black and Blue. I decided to sing in a hyper-animated voice, and embellish each phrase fully. My voice was a little hoarse after "The Call," but started to break in during "The Shape of My Heart" (hence the reason I'm telling YOU this instead of some Lj stranger). I let loose during "Get Another Boyfriend," and the cycle of songs from one of my favorite albums was complete. When finished, I opened my eyes, and you told me that at least three of the women in the room were completely in love with me.
Ah yes, and this wasn't even a dream, I was fully cognizant the whole time. Is this delirium? Exhaustion? Desperation? Egotism?
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You know, I still don't actually own that album.--mza.
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Man, were this truly an entry, it's too much disclosure, I think. Diligent LeeJ detective work will reveal a colorful array of anyone's private idiosyncracies (I just figured out the identity of mistergrinch yesterday), but this might be too much! Insecurities are ofttimes best kept swept under someone else's rug, I think. I still think of a composing journal on occasion, but I'm not sure anyone I know would ever see it.
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