Feb 27, 2006 08:33
Music feeds the soul.
Have you ever heard that expression? I may have the wording a bit wrong, but that's the jist of it. Music feeds the soul. And it's true, you know. Have you ever been around somebody who doesn't like music at all? Not only is it as rare a find as a perfect pearl, but it's never a very plesant experience, is it? A person without music in their life is like a person left to starve to death. They're not really living, they're hardly existing.
I grew up around music. Music is my life. And you try to tell me that I'm not living my life to the fullest. Just try.
I'm a man, I'm an honorary drag queen, and I have better legs than my sister. I'm an artist and a musician and a professional pretender. I can dance in high heels without falling down. I can sing and play a song on a plastic bucket. I know how to accept awards.
I'm Wilson. My friends call me Wils. Feel free to call me Angel.
wils can cha cha