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evilhandissues[When the feed clicks on it's Lindsey who - driven perhaps by his associations recently and his choices in friendship and companionship, he's taking Sunday seriously for the first time in...who can know? He certainly doesn't remember. Needless to say that his hymns (no matter how hard they might come) attracted some attention. He'd be grateful for that if the urge to offer something public hadn't come upon him and his partner.
Elizabeth, on the other hand, enjoys singing, and doesn't mind at all singing for others. She looks bright eyed at the prospect of singing with a friend, for a change, and already thinks Lindsey is far more talented than he perhaps gives himself credit for. She's sitting with him, slightly facing the man, as they occupy a bench in the garden. Surrounded by the new spring life of the flowers, there couldn't be a more lovely location for a duet.
So here they are after some discussion with him picking out the opening strands of something on his guitar. Dressed in what amounts to a suit, he looks frustrated for a moment or two. Singing religious songs should not be this difficult.]
[They launch into a Hymn, with Lindsey harmonizing and Elizabeth singing like an angel. Occasionally he looks frustrated, but the moment his parts pick up he looks more and more uplifted. He's even smiling a smile that no one in his world has probably ever seen. When they finish, he's still grinning.]
Take a bow Elizabeth, you deserve it.
[ed note. Song starts at 1:05. Tag one, tag both, get both!]
Elizabeth, on the other hand, enjoys singing, and doesn't mind at all singing for others. She looks bright eyed at the prospect of singing with a friend, for a change, and already thinks Lindsey is far more talented than he perhaps gives himself credit for. She's sitting with him, slightly facing the man, as they occupy a bench in the garden. Surrounded by the new spring life of the flowers, there couldn't be a more lovely location for a duet.
So here they are after some discussion with him picking out the opening strands of something on his guitar. Dressed in what amounts to a suit, he looks frustrated for a moment or two. Singing religious songs should not be this difficult.]
[They launch into a Hymn, with Lindsey harmonizing and Elizabeth singing like an angel. Occasionally he looks frustrated, but the moment his parts pick up he looks more and more uplifted. He's even smiling a smile that no one in his world has probably ever seen. When they finish, he's still grinning.]
Take a bow Elizabeth, you deserve it.
[ed note. Song starts at 1:05. Tag one, tag both, get both!]
