It’s a physical thing: kind of down my throat and around my chest. It’s a profoundly satisfied, joyous, relaxed-yet-energized feeling. There’s humor to it. I feel funnier than usual and pretty and worthy and kind of badass. It happens most often in rehearsal, or, as it did this weekend, at a late night jam. (more…)
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