It was the final rehearsal before the big concert right here in Hollandus Landing.
We started out just fine with the instruments in perfect tune and everyone’s on beat.
I had to make a change though.
“Hey, soundman.” I spoke with my headset. “Could you do me a favor?”
“Ask away, Kali.”
“For this practice and for the show, I want to see what it’s like singing without the safety net.” I requested.
“Are you serious? What if the audience catches some missed notes?”
“I want this to be real even if I make a mistake.” I had to put my foot down. “I know the crowd will understand with me being real to them for once.”
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