O MY WORD. I just heard a dead cat on my recorder where my voice should be!
I am working on my song for Sunday. I decided to record myself on my little Kodak camera. I need to know if I'm singing flat or sharp, and if I'm keeping in time with the accompaniment.
I sound horrible. I hope I sound better than that in real life. It has to be the recorder, right? I sound like I'm 10. Do I sound like I'm 10?
I found the flat spots. And the rest was tinny. Yikes.
Good thing this Sunday is Resurrection Sunday, because that cat needs a miracle.
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