I hate the sound of my own voice.
But I like to sing.
Last Thursday, as The Tragically Hip were performing in Ottawa, I crossed over into Aylmer, Québec, to perform at the weekly open mic, at Café British. I was lucky enough to have my brother visit from Phoenix, Arizona, with my nephew, Nick.
We played two songs: one by The Hip; the other, by Radiohead.
Listen, if you dare.
I still hate the sound of my own voice.