Singing into pizza. Slightly overcooked Christmas frozen pizza. 🍕 🎄🍕

Take two. I got it stuck in my head. Singing into leftovers. I think I like this a little faster and crispier. The leftovers, however, remain soft.

Singing into soup. I might do this more regularly and share. This melody came to me the other day on my commute and since I probably won’t turn it into anything I’m sharing it. My face was right up in that soup. Made singing awkward. 🥣

Have you heard me sing? Raw recording, after I hit the gym because I have a bit better breath control after. There was a time I couldn’t hear myself clearly like the signal was garbled but I do now. From Silver Eater.

soldering the horn