Last Week I wrote My Sister Wants Me To Go On The Voice and this week, as if a bizarre message has been delivered from ‘The Universe’, I have NO Voice.
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In over twenty years as a professional singer I am proud and lucky enough to be able to say that I have never cancelled a concert or session because of my voice. There was that one time when I forgot my passport and was deported on the Eurostar by a policeman armed with a machine-gun. This Saturday, my winning streak was over. I’ve had the odd croak at the end of a cold, sometimes due to coughing, but I’ve never completely lost my voice.
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This week I return to Tenerife for a concert. 