Then, after careful inspection of all the tile and stainless steel surfaces, I'll simply clear my throat and hum a little to myself. And while I'm standing this vulnerable among what looks to be the bitter "off scene" portions of an adult film, I find myself getting edgy. Not because of the circumstance of vulnerability, not because of the tattered angry faces, not because of the idea that for almost a decade, other men have been a part of my shower routine, but because the acoustics off of these tile and steel surfaces are BITCHIN'! and I can't hit the notes I want without pissing someone off!
I just want a few people to clear out so I can hum a little louder and dig a little deeper to some full on vocals. I want my concert in the water. The notes carry like they would in a finely crafted concert hall. I'm a shower singer... I always have been... and prison showers are among the best showers to sing in. I can't explain why the sound vibrates with such perfection, but it does. Yet, here I am, in this great studio of voice and acapella and I have to wait... but at least I found a way to make this ridiculously uncomfortable situation pretty bad-ass!
by Rory Andes
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