The chorus I sing in is on break now and I always forget how much it gets to me when I'm not singing regularly. Sure, I sing to radio every day and in the shower, but singing regularly, especially in an organized fashion is such a release for me. Today I'm belting out my favorite chick rock in my apt, like these, and damn it feels good:
Same in Any Language, I Nine
1234, Feist
Hands Clean, Alanis Morrisette
Portions for Foxes, Rilo Kiley
Come Clean, Hilary Duff
Crazy On You, Heart
Silver Lining, Rilo Kiley
Breathe, Anna Nalick
When the loneliness leads me to bad dreams,
and the bad dreams lead me to calling you
and it's bad news
Baby, I'm bad news
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