Singing is messy.
Be(a)ware if you think it "should be" clean!
For your search for that "cleanliness"
will drag you through all the Creative Muck of Mother Nature
kicking and screaming
until you one day
to find the singing that stretches heArts like lillies opening to the sun
You can roll in It like compost,
bury yourself in It like dirt,
burrow in It like a hungry worm,
and grow in It like a magnificent old tree.
THIS is beautiful singing.
THIS is Life. THIS is Love. THIS is Opera Organically.