Right, Then

The Scene: About 1:30 p.m., the April sun shines on a lush green lawn during the most perfect day imaginable.

123Valerie (a 12-oz. beer in her hands, SPF 45 on her face): So, how are things going with the 2007 International Boob Contest?

Matt: Well enough. I've got some real contenders.

123V: That's great. Do you have enough time to get to your hair appointment?

Matt: Yeah. So, hey, you know how you've made yourself really, really vulnerable by doing simple home recordings of some of your songs and sending them out to friends? You know--how you put your entire emotional well being on the line because you grew up believing that it was wrong to want to share your talents and be in the spotlight?

123V: Yeah, the songs where I said, "Hey, friends, I know the quality's not that good, so I need your help. I'm kind of raw, so please be gentle because I'm feeling a little shaky about this anyway?" Those songs?

Matt: Yeah, those. So, I mean you've got a great voice and all, but you've never had any training, right? It's kind of obvious because they're not really studio quality. They need some work. Um just saying.

123Valerie: ... (for once in her life, 123Valerie has nothing to say. Then it comes to her.) You're lucky you're so handsome or else it'd be, "Pow! Right in the kisser."

Alright my pretties, take a listen for yourself. As I said, I need some feedback, and, yes: I RECOGNIZE THESE ARE A WORK IN PROGRESS.