I like my voice better when I’m sick. At work they call it my boy voice, really it’s just a bit low and scratchy like I smoked too much, I don’t even care, I like it. Why can’t I engineer my voice to sound like this all the time.
“I look out and I can see all these little machines and I’m wondering if people are really enjoying themselves or just trying to own this moment and not actually being there for it. It’s like they’re at home watching it on a computer. It’s a really odd thing, I couldn’t stand at a gig and do that”—Alison Mosshart on cameras at gigs (via ninainecstacy)
I feel so mean having to tell the sailing boys that they can’t sail this Sunday, around 75% of them are just taking the mick and ‘pushing my buttons’, but I genuinely feel bad telling the international students they can’t come. Nina and I have been planning girls day for a while too. I am such a sap.