I know how to turn a ball of yarn into a piece of cloth. I can bake a song from scratch. To every thing there is a secret blend of seasonings. The answer, my friend, is blowin a harp. I sing in the key of me. Nothing in my world matches. Cats & dogs living together and everything else. It's a small world, after all, but it's a big life before all else.
Music
Tuneage that has haunted me all my life, or is about to haunt me for the rest of it.
Movies
Any vintage-esque flick with a good lookin man in a hat.
Television
Who needs CSI when I got the Chattanooga newscast?
lol. nice. no, I've never recorded my voice on a laptop, but I did record it on my phone while I was practicing for and audition. I sounded like a man & I know I don't really sound like a man when I sing. lol
Next time you're in town (my town, of course, not just any old generic town) stop by the house. If I'm not home, ask my man for what you're after...(he'll know). If neither of us are there...break in, feed the dogs, wash the dishes, do some laundry & make a pot of coffee.
