Singing Lesson (2)

My singing lesson today was as nervy as the pits of satan. If that exists of course.

I was told to bring my lovely new guitar into the lesson and work on one of my songs. Now I must mention, performing to your dad who's half deaf(not unkindly, true)/school teachers who you've known for a few weeks/random pupils at school who you'll never remember etc etc is nothing. However, performing to a singing teacher who's taught you for 5 years and has got every music examination under the sun... well you can understand my apprehension, right?

Surprisingly, and I mean surprisingly... she seemed to love it! Great guitar style, fab song structure, intriguing unpredictabilty etc etc. God I sound obnoxious! I'm merely repeating what was said though, personally, I don't believe it either. I'm bound to say it but I don't think my songs are that special to be perfectly honest but hey ho!

BREAKING NEWS: I'm going to be recorded soon! Hopefully! Fingers crossed! Thank you A my lovely singing teacher (I'm taking this Gossip Girl thing way to far)