It took three weeks for people to stop congratulating me although i do get the odd 'is it really you?' Im storming the online world and media as the new 'teen craze' and alot of people want to buy my song and it isnt even out there,
Its a week till the semi-final and i cant think of a song, we have to write one about our state and its hard. As i have an average love for my state i dont know what to write. Im currently in the music staring at the piano,
Theres papers all over it with scribbles onthem with idea ive had but not liked, this is hard. I look around the room and spot the electric guitar. I get up and walk over to it and start playing afew cords and soon start to like what im hearing.
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Yesterday i was at the studio rehearsing with all the other acts so they could get all the lighting and stuff sorted. I was in make-up and got a text from Tina wishing me luck. I put on my blue blazer and looked myself in the mirror,
I was in a white t shirt, some green skinny jeans, a blue blazer and some converse, i like the look if im honest!
A stage man came over syaing it was almost my turn and i followed him to the side lines. I was given a blue electric guiter as the other act finished, he was pretty shit fi im honest,
My name was called and everyone went wild and it made me nervous. I took a deap bretah and walked onto the stage the bright lights hitting my face instantly,
I felt the heat of thgem and i couyld hear the crowd going wild. The judges were standing up smiling at me as they clapped. I suddenyl smiled, this is where i was suppose to be, on a stage with my guiter singing,
I nodded to the side for my back up and started playing and they all cheered,
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
And I think it's a sin
Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
Well I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A southern man don't need him around any how
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how bout you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
The crowd were up standing and clapping along to the beat as i played and i had a smile on my face as i sung. "Jo that was just marvellous!" George said and i smiled "thanks!" i said. With a wave i walked off stage glad it was over until i remembered the voting thing,
aww crap!
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