But that's with the track playing behind me. Gotta have that backing track. It really does wonders for the confidence. Because whenever I try and sing all by myself, with no other music playing in the car, well that's when I'm forced to listen to my own horrible voice stripped naked, its flaws perfectly audible in my ears. I always cut myself off, like I'm a gong show host chasing myself off the stage.

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