Torben watched with narrowed eyes as Jesse stepped so close to the microphone stand it was almost touching her body. It was interesting to him, even with the mic on, her voice in the last two songs had projected throughout the room. While he admitted he’d never heard the two tunes she’d sung before today, based on her friends’ reactions, she’d done them more than justice. He found himself wishing he’d recorded this to watch again at another time.
She was spectacularly talented. Having a classically trained soprano for a mother had given her the tutorial for the technical skills she had but intuitively, he know she had natural chops. Her voice was smooth like velvet and easily hit every note and he considered she was barely even stretching her voice. Her breath was easy and while the lyri
