Yup, voice is coming back, not just tone but depth, nuance yay!!!
So now there is just no substitute for practice.
I've been worn out playing live before, and had to cheat by substituting colors but I'd really rather not. (Yeah, I know there's a great big opening here for blah, blah-ing my metaphor with --my "full palette" But ummm no.) Lame! In my head, I'm hearing Andy on "Cougar Town" saying "Come on!!" Nope.
Anyway...what is awesome too is that I can once again play guitar for many hours without nutso backlash from my muscle. Wooo Hooo! I'm not kidding. I'm just so very thankful!
So, I rehearsed and then wrote ALL day long. Yup. :-)
Didn't even fit my jog in until it was dark--wow monster Beautiful moon tonight! I guess I ought to eat now (I kept putting it off until after I ran.) And I kept putting off running until the muse let go.
I feel so great. When I can't consistently sing, play n write, I feel lost. I'm simply not myself.
It's hard for me to write too without playing so it stalls the whole process.
So no wonder I'm so happy now, as I've said before....
I swear, for me, writing releases the same chemicals in my brain as being in love. Addictive huh?? (If I run really far, the runner's high is pretty wonderful too but still can't compare.)
Only tough practice issue was working on the vocal strength of a soldier's love song I've co-writen with Arlon Bennett. I'd tell you the title but it's just too great.
The problem is, getting ready to record....ummmm at certain parts, our song makes me cry. Holy cow, so thankful I'm not performing live these days. Yikes.
I've had this happen before. I still have to close my eyes when performing parts of "A Room Up For Rent" so I won't cry and not be able to sing.
I just really FEEL the character of a song when I sing it, but it's just not pretty blubbering through a song.
Love you, Miss you, Mary (Big Smiles!)