What Vin Diesel Taught Me About Singing and Sincerity
Vin closes his eyes and bares his soul, meaning each word of the song, and isn’t that the point? Vin never claimed to be a good singer.
im sorry but i dont like your voice at allllllllll srry
I have an idea for your next cover . . . that guitar in flames and your mouth in tape.
music is good though just vocals are kinda killin me
Joshua Bohnsack is the managing editor for TriQuarterly, publisher at Long Day Press, and received an MFA from Northwestern University. His fiction and essays have appeared in The Rumpus, Hobart, AGNI, Salt Hill, and others. He grew up on a farm and moved to Chicago. www.joshuabohnsack.com
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