There
are a couple of things that happen to me before I get up to sing in public. One, I get very nervous. A well dressed old black man with sunglasses once gave me advice on singing. He was a singer. He said, “You need
to relax.” I’ve been trying ever since with varied success.
The other thing
that happens to me before I sing is I have to take a crap. I guess I’m scared
shitless as the saying goes. It’s the worst kind of timing in the world.
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