One on my exes was an incredibly talented singer. She had a voice that would make me well up it was so awesome. I always wanted to collaborate with her on some music, but we both knew that would've been a horrible idea. I tended to be a bit of a tyrant with my music and if someone changed it over what I heard in my head I'd flip the fuck out. I've gotten a little better about it over the years, but not a lot. The recordings I did in Mississippi a few years ago were filled with yelling matches between me and the singer. Somehow we're still friends and he keeps asking when I'm coming back down to do music again. As far as my ex....I still stay in touch every few years. Last time I talked to her I had her sing for me over the phone and....wow. I wish my voice could do things like that.
Singing talent is a gift. Some people can improve on a good thing with practice but if you don't have any talent you'll never have it. Some people want to be a singer so bad...practice all the time, hire singing coaches, and still sound like tone-deaf karaoke regulars off their meds. Where as other people can wail like Joplin while they never so much as even sang in the shower in their life.
This is so true. I can't sing to save my life, I worked my voice and practiced and practiced. I finally got to where I could at least give an idea to someone who can actually sing what I was wanting them to do. You can't will and practice yourself into being a singer, it's a gift you either have or you don't. The sad thing is many of the people who are gifted with voices were not gifted with creativity. They're like parrots, they can recreate other people's vocal patterns but they can't create melodies of their own. Sadly, I'm the opposite. I can create melodies, I just can't execute them. It's frustrating as hell. The same goes with musicians...have you ever met someone that can play everything Eddie Van Halen, Jimmie Page, or Jimi Hendrix has ever done note for note? Then when you ask them to do something they came up with, they draw a blank. It's kind of a cruel twist of fate to be gifted with a great voice or musical ability and not have any creativity.
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Wow, I'm the opposite. I can create the fuck out of shit but I can't do it I know how to sing but I have to train and practice to do it. It's grueling. I hear it and have to practice endlessly to get it. I'm not talented I have to work so hard at it. So fucking jealous. And who knows if the shit I creates is crap.Which it is.
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No venison porn yet. No deer in sight after being in the woods from 5:30 am to 5:30 pm over the weekend. Oh well, still got this coming weekend to hunt. Obviously I ran into a huge flock of turkeys on Saturday morning and got within about 25 yards of them only the week after their season ended after I spent a couple of weekends hunting them and didn't see shit. Animals are assholes. Last year it took me five days before I saw a deer. Whoever thinks going out into the woods and hunting with a high powered rifle or shotgun isn't sporting instead of your bare hands or whatever is totally welcome to join me and see how easy it is and defenseless the critters really are.
There's a shitton on the property I hunt and sheer luck can get you right in front of them. However luck can and usually works the opposite way, it seems.
Yes. By the time you see them, I'm not complaining. But as someone who lists "tan" as one of their biggest physical turn-ons, the contrast with super white (depending on the person obviously) isn't my fav. I don't buy into the "highlighting the fun parts!" BS. Maybe I just didn't watch enough early 90s porn. I don't think that. I do think salt licks or feed stations or whatnot are bullshit. Not staking out next to established deer paths or whatnot.