Wow, i think i just shocked myself with the quality of a performance.
No, really, modesty aside, it’s so good. You’ll see.
Fuck. Well, i guess i was overdue to loose one perfect take of something at some point. At least it was a solo song.
Damnit, i wanted to hear that twenty years from now.
Well, at least Anthony and Lindsay totally recreated my love of one of the most played songs in the history of television and film.
I’m a masochist, or a perfectionist, or maybe you need to be the first to be the second, i’m not sure. Basically, what i’ve done is leave the two hardest songs for last.
Now, what i would probably tell you is that they’re the two best songs, and that they deserve to be last. But, not coincidentally, they are also the two hardest of the night for me, the first one vocally and the second to play. But, here i am, all guests retreated back to their respective bedrooms or homes except for Elise, who is alternately being extremely helpful and making pissy faces at me when i don’t quite hit the notes.
Honestly, we’re past hitting the notes. I am not tired. And, it’s not as frantic or as hard as last year was. What we’re down to, honestly, is two songs that i refuse to let go of unless i can listen to them and feel what i’m singing, not just whether or not the notes are right.
Two songs, and five and a half hours to go.