Sing hungry.
Sing with a pit in your stomach that needs to be satisfied.
Sing with an appetite for something.
For what?
I don’t know…you tell me what you sing for. Or better, tell yourself.
Watching videos of the greats back when they were great…they definitely weren’t full, they weren’t fat and sassy, that’s for sure.
More like skinny and longing…and hungry.
I’m always interested in your perspective, whether affirming or dissenting. Continue the conversation anytime: gabethebassplayer@gmail.com