Shanoon Hoon

Her voice calm me down, it's like a grandma singing a lullaby.
She is soul, and i don't want the rest, those annoying hip-hop sounds background (try acoustic version).

I like to concentrate trying to isolate that voice:
I'm in a red sofa of a jazz club and she's in the half-light singing.
2. Close my eyes. She actually has three times the age i thinked and she's also black
3. I see the air on her larynx, brushing past her epiglottis
4. Now, i ellf how is orkingf romf the pharinx to the nasal and oral cavities.
5. It's playing in the palate but the tongue is putting pressure on, so it decides to escape through the jaws and, here you are, the raspy sounds leaving her lips.. they're coming to me!