Growing up, I knew my father was an amazing singer, and his voice and his shadow threaded themselves through the fabric of my childhood. His voice was a bass baritone, and never spoiled by his drink or his 40-a-day-cigs habit, even though the rest of his body caved in when he was 44. There were many
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Classic rainsinger, classic inspiration. You are just wonderful. XX
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and i look forward to hearing all about your husky holiday - when are you going?
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i'll sing for you if i can hear you sing :) but i need to find a mike first.
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I'm certainly no genius, but I have this fault. This makes it very difficult for me to try to teach Tom stuff. I fight it, but... grrr... it's tricky.
Anyway... .mp3 files? :D
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yeah, I've been on both sides of the equation. Sometimes I am very impatient with people to keep up and learn but i also remember how destructive for me were my father's insults and rages and how long it took me to regain confidence in my abilities.
But I think as long as you are aware of the stuff in you, and are trying, that's all you can do about it really.
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I want to write a song called Crow With A Cold but would that upset you?
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Not at all, so long as it's not about slandering me ;)
Speaking of songs - I kept trying to work on the started one you sent me but all my creative energies appear to be on hibernation still. Bah.
They will come back.
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...but all my creative energies appear to be on hibernation still. Bah.
That happens, ho hum.
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*snuggles and purrs*
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