This is week one of practicing, and let me say, it's scary stuff.
Here - listen for yourself to me singing the last part of the song;
Loz - River Deep, Mountain High
Warning: May cause your ears to bleed. Really, it's appallingly bad. Make sure you have the sound turned down.
Yeah. It's a powerful, powerful song - and you may have noticed - whilst I can project my voice, I also have the high lilt of a twelve-year old. I am no Tina Turner or Jimmy Barnes. I'm not even Tina Barnes.
Oh, for the love of God. The worst thing is that I will never, ever back down from this. A challenge has been set and I shall conquer it. My poor family is going to be listening to a lot of me for the next few weeks. Oh dear.
