music makes me so happy
It's just a bit past midnight. After class yesterday I worked on a song cover all afternoon, then I read a book about music pretty much all evening because I had to stop working on the cover. It's a solo project for my choir (now that I write this, isn't that ironic—a solo choir project), and it's the first time I've ever had to mix the thing myself. Is that even the right word for it?
No profound realizations tonight, just basking in the feeling of doing something you really like. It made me panic so hard at first because I had no idea how to do it at all, but I think I've just unlocked a new obsession.
I love singing!! I love music!! I never knew taking those raw vocals and stitching them together could be so fun. I'm obviously pretty bad at it right now, considering I literally just picked it up out of necessity less than 24 hours ago, but it's so fun once you get past the initial mad scramble of what do I do what do I do what do I do. After this I'm going to have to buy myself an actual decent mic instead of recording everything on my phone. I want to keep doing this long after I leave the choir.