Tuesday, June 3, 2008
To Sing
I remember as a kid, singing my heart out, but it never really connecting. My Dad use to tell me I hadn't experienced enough pain to be able to sing. Then homelessness, self delusion, selling myself and two abortions later, I make an album. Hmmm... I wonder what Michael Jackson and Whitney really went through? Damn.
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