Mhoroi Mbudzi! | Hello November!
Mbudzi | (Shona word) November | Mboo-dzee I know that I’m getting in a bit late with this, but you know…life, lol. November is SUCH an oddball month for me, read on to find out why.
Mbudzi | (Shona word) November | Mboo-dzee I know that I’m getting in a bit late with this, but you know…life, lol. November is SUCH an oddball month for me, read on to find out why.
The title of this blog post has been swimming around in my head for the better part of the past 3 weeks. I’ve been trying to figure out how to put down what I’m thinking without coming across as a ranting “Tiger mum“. Cue this very moment where I’ve a. Spent a weekend listening to a lot of Childish Gambino and b. Spent a weekend confined to my bed recovering from some flu-hay fever-sinus-infection hybrid that has got me all sorts of stroppy, and what you’ve got is the perfect recipe for a ranting kind of post in the very Tiger mum tone I was trying so hard to avoid in the first place. Ah well *shrugs*.
I take my shower time very seriously. Not only is it the only thing that can really and truly wake me up first thing in the morning, but it’s also a secluded sanctuary of amazing acoustics for me to croon to my hearts content. Listen, I’m not giving up on my dream to suddenly wake up with a 9 octave vocal range and be performing sold out concerts to fans across the world, any time soon – “Thanks for having me, Japan! I love you too!” So as a precursor to weekend foolery, I wanted to share with you 10 of my go-to power ballads from the 90’s, guaranteed to make you feel like a bona fide superstar during shower hour…