Stories over music Demo (self written and performed)
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
now becoming her father, Hoskin Aba, one of the most skilled warriors of his nation, knew he had to raise her like a son knowing she was born into a life of difficult struggles and the world could be so cruel only because he was the most feared warrior. The village elders allowed her to live among them. A child who had white skin was never really accepted. It could only bring danger to their village. And the biggest of them all was paul Masterson, a big shot and easy on the eyes. Any lady, regardless of status would want to be seen entering the club with paul Masterson and every once in a while someone famous would grab somebody waiting outside just to let them come in. It was all they dreamed about. Someone give their right arm for one night at the breezy palm. The scene outside of the club was almost as hot as who was in the club. Paul Masterson was every woman's dream. In the late 1950s. He was the most handsome eligible bachelor west side of Chicago or he had a big crush on someone in that store. So shy and nervous he would wander around the aisles waiting for that pretty girl to come and assist him. And when she did he could hardly speak a word. Her name was Mandy, Ohata, the daughter of the family ran business and a bright ray of sunshine that became the love of Matthew's life. Never did he meet someone so precious and beautiful with long wavy hair and a smile that would melt his heart. Yeah. When you walk through a field of wildflowers, you admire each one just as much as the next. You want so much to pick and gather some and maybe give them to someone you love and at times you hold them close to your nose and breathe them in, feeling as if it could do something wonderful to your soul. Watching the breeze gently whipping the flowers from side to side as they dance for you in the wind, even in the strongest of wind, some flowers just won't break, but a few may snap and fall to the ground just in case you didn't know you make the world a better place. Mhm. Yeah, spending time with grandpa and listening to the same stories over and over. But you listen anyway. Yeah. Your old crush tells you they should have never let you go. Mm hmm. That moment when you realize all your hard work finally paid off. Yeah. Mm. Mhm. Watching someone you love accomplish all their dreams. Yeah. Mm. Yeah. Mm.