|Sir Walter, the orange chicken|
I also did it to get over my nerves. I always made mistakes. I always went too high or too low on a note. I freaked out, choked. But it was a lesson in humility, persistence, and love. I was doing something I adored, whether I was fantastic at it or not. The rediscovered video below is from freshman year of college, April 2006. I was 18. And I have to say, I really really really miss performing for a group of friends, former strangers. I miss living in on-campus housing. I miss UCF. So, Memories, this one is for you guys.
music written with Johnny B. Good, dedicated to a former flame of his
lyrics written by me (in days where I thought rhyming was key. Oy.)
Oh yea, and Happy St. Patrick’s Day!