I'm Chelsea, I'm twenty-one, a media studies and computer science major and an aspiring author. This blog is for things I think are cool and, occasionally, things I write. At the moment, I love all things Sherlock Holmes, and also enjoy Doctor Who, American Horror Story, Game of Thrones, The Avengers, and a whole lot of other things, including cute animals. I'm also working on getting fit. If you want to drop a note and say hi, feel free!
So, there was a request to hear me sing—and usually my voice sounds better than this, but I just ran a two-hour rehearsal! Anyway, I wrote this sort-of song a couple of days ago while I was writing TDD, and singing it as a sample, I don’t know, seemed to be a reasonable idea, except then my voice kept cracking and only got worse with each take, sigh.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy it—there should be better examples of me singing after the concert. Usually I can really belt, but not tonight, and not at midnight in a dorm. Let me see if I can dig up something else.
Ordinarily I’d keep something like this on Facebook, but you guys—the people at my school are so nuts that our “Gangnam Style” parody actually turned out pretty funny.
(I’d recommend watching the video at least for the a cappella group at 2:10 and Noam Chomsky at 3:20.)
We spoke the same language, we spent so much time Reminiscing our history yeah we’re so alike with our Velvet voices and our true blue eyes Makes me want to stay when I should run and hide.
We went into a trance and then we danced to a lie Then we explored your floor, it was just a matter of time Are you paying attention? Did you hear what I said? You fucked me once and it is fucking with my head
You wanted me bad when you were twenty-three You know and the way you watched me really kind of scared me I knew you were good then there was no problem there But we only spoke of it with our ten mile stare
It was a professional hit You buried me sitting up holding my head saying “holy shit” It should have killed me instantly, I should be dead You blew a hole the size of Texas into the side of my head
This is a good song for being angry at Victor Trevor, if you feel so inclined. I seriously wish I had room to quote all the lyrics. They’re perfect.
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