Ms H says that, had she known that the release meant that the producers could alter the performance to make her "screechy
", then she would not have signed it.
Cyrus had opened the show with a screechy
performance of her single 'We can't stop'.
Here is the winning entry: We're going to the orchestra We're not getting our head in a tuba It's so dark and gloomy in the hall We're scared of the dark (tremble) Uh oh violins all stacked Big screechy
violins We can't smash them we can't go under them The only choice is play them Screeeech We're going to the orchestra We're not getting our head in a tuba It's so dark and gloomy in the hall We're scared of the dark Doh Big banging drums all surrounding us But we get the best view Trip bang trip bang Michael Rosen said: "For poetry to work there has to be an element of surprise, some sense of newness.
"The parents come down for the recitals and they walk in thinking they're going to hear a screechy
session, but it's quite the opposite," he said.
Somewhere along the way, little Fergus or Frannie get left behind at a gas station or rest stop, and the family blithely motors on for an hour or so before they notice the absence of a single screechy
voice and come up one noggin short in a hurried head count.
As a script and film editor, Alma was the strong woman behind the powerful man and made clever choices that would shape the film, including insisting on the screechy
soundtrack in the iconic shower scene.
The display is vibrant and has good viewing angles but the audio though loud is extremely screechy
at high volumes.
"If you wish to pass the lasers, you must answer this riddle," it said in a screechy
I could smell the burny, screechy
tyres of the van that hit him and I could see it was all bashed at the front.
All winter, I watched Screechy
fly in and out of the owl house.
Theron, at the opposite end of the spectrum, tends to get too screechy
; with her imposing height, deep voice and mesmerizing beauty, she's far more powerful when she dials it down.
With its screechy
violins and vaguely ominous undertones, Lavista's dissonant composition combined with dimly lit stage and vaguely post-apocalyptic costuming to create an otherworldly feel -- like glimpsing the minutiae of a world where crustaceans have inherited the earth.
For most of her life, she despised her own voice and what felt to her like a screechy
and tremulous sound very much at odds with assured persona she wished to convey to the public.
, scratchy sound dials up the pain of my pounding headache to almost unbearable.