crimes against music
After last night’s musical indiscretion (video now disabled), my studio mates intervened and order was restored to the Fleece Station.
My picture book’s nowhere near done yet, and I just had a very late night at the studio working on it. The dark was pressing in hard at the windows and I took a few minutes’ break to sing a song to cheer myself up. I can’t sing for toffee at the best of times, and here’s how I sing when I’m tired. I’ll probably see this in the morning and think, What? Why did I post that?! But, hey, it’s here for now.
…Hello, you, if you’re up late, too.