About this user
"Sara Parsons is a 20sish person currently living in a hollow tree somewhere in the Pacific northwest. She's originally from the Bay Area, which is awesome. Music lives deep within her soul, and also her pancreas. She believes she will be someone really special in a future life.
Sara's singing voice can shatter glass and age cheese. She can play the piano with her nose (not well though). She thinks the best part about studying music is how it gradually sucks the joy out of everything she once blindly enjoyed.
Sara's favorite food is pine-cones and her favorite drink is pickle juice.
Sara is a creature of nightmares from beyond the realms of man. She is allergic to fluorescent lights and the number 84. While singing she can hit a note high-pitched enough to shatter bread, and she once sneezed an opera.
She was making fun of hipsters before it was cool. The aphorism 'you can't win them all' doesn't apply to her. Her skin is bulletproof, so in order for her to get tattoos they must use a diamond needle dipped in phoenix blood.
She laughs in the face of volcanoes and cries when she sees sunsets."
-Nick Scibetta
"Listening to Sara is like listening to butter. It's so good it HAS to be bad for you."
-Joe "Covenant" Lamb
Occupation
Music student/lazy bum
Interests
Writing music, rolling around, making mouth fart noises, coloring, having tea parties, practicing zombie make-up, tackling cats, most anything dinosaur-related, intentionally speaking with poor grammar, practicing the ancient art of Subdewy.