This blog entry signifies a mild anxiety attack.
I'm trying to get it out of my system. I don't think I'm a stellar vocalist or anything I just don't want to fuck up. Oh god Oh god Oh god Oh god, when is the right time to begin drinking?
ETA UPDATE: it was fine.
2 comments:
This post lived up to its title's expectation. I love John Prine. I love "In Spite of Ourselves." I love anxiety too.
I felt strange when I was typing "title's" as well. Because I hesitated after typing the second "t" so, you know.
Mm he is good; there's a youtube video where he rambles on about the origins of that song that have nothing at all to do with the song itself.
Also, this is classified as a Tit-Friendly Area (TFA).
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