Today, the band is starting to record our first album. Needless to say it’s an exciting, nerve-wracking day, made all the more nerve-wracking by the fact that I spent last night trying to cough up a lung and this mourning my throat is rough as sandpaper. It’s getting better with each subsequent cup of tea that I drink – my throat that is. I’m hopeful that by the time we get all set up and ready to record that it won’t hurt to sing. At this point, I think I can push through the discomfort an the massive globs of mucus to produce a worthy sound, but then my throat will probably be even worse tomorrow. But I’m nothing if not optimistic.
I think that no matter what happens in the recording studio it will be a success, considering that just over a year ago I’d never touched a bass let alone played one. I never in my wildest dreams would have imagined that someday I’d be a part of something like this. It makes me wonder what surprises the rest of my life has in store. I am only twenty-one after all, I’ve hopefully got a long road yet to walk.
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