…I’m sure I’ll regret this in the morning.
(For those unaware, the tune is the traditional Irish & English song ‘the Black Velvet Band’, about being framed for pick pocketing and transported to Tasmania).
Why on earth would you regret that, it’s fantastic!
Why? “Ongoing Adventures in Vocal Self-Doubt: The Continuing Saga.”
Current Chapter: “Wow, this is an amazing combination of ‘I could have done this better’ and ‘I will never sound better than this crap why do I try?’ I have going on here.”
Add in one dash of wry “Now the internet won’t imagine me as a heartthrob with a sultry voice” which, to be fair, probably wasn’t an issue anyway. :P
Clearly your brain and my brain have similar handy techniques for building self confidence. This is why it’s vitally important to ignore your brain and go with ‘I am fucking awesome, and screw anyone, including myself, who says otherwise’.
That’s my advice.
