You may be studying microbiology at a university. You may be working a desk job in sales. You may be interning at a PR firm. But back in high school, lest no one forget, you were a star. To be precise, a star of the choral variety.
Yes, the voice was your instrument and you played that thing all day long. Latin hymns, Broadway musical hits, Robert Frost poems set to a beat -- no song was too complex (or out of your range) for your limber vocal nodules. While lesser other high schoolers were playing football, partying or studyi...
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