I'm Totally Foucsed, man!

Back in the game, day 1. (Well... It's actually Day 2 now because I couldn't figure out how to remote blog on day 1. But I'm getting it!)

And I remember things like... This thing takes muscles - vocal muscles. I'm building those back up! I have learned how to take care of my voice by being around singers.

What? Poets have to take care of thier voice? Now, you're just being a diva, Jahipster.

Nope. Think about: I had three hour-long sets, plus an impromtu 30 radio interview today at the Folklife festival. Knock of 10 min for set-up time. Cut the shared sessions to half time, and you still have about 2 hours of talk time.

Not talk-conversation time. I'm talkin' belly tightening diaphragm lifting projecting rapid fire multi-octave performance-talk time.

So yea. Drink water. Make tea and get that singer's something throat spray.

Ahem. I am feeling a bit scratchy.