This resonates with me. I’m 68 years old and received a student violin for Christmas so this will be the year I add the violin to the list of instruments I play badly. The other instruments are the ocarina, the ukulele, the mountain dulcimer, the lyre harp, and the guitar. I love music but am no musician. I will keep on playing badly until I die. It makes me happy just to make noise.
You sound good. I hope your butthole returns. I've always wanted to learn to sing properly. My younger sister is flawless, and my late husband (who formed a duo for a time with my younger sister) took a ton of lessons and wasn't great but he made up for it with passion and enthusiasm and being part of an adult vocal group that adored him and cheered him on.
I love this! Made me laugh, thanks. Speaking of buttholes...sometimes esp. when I've had a few cocktails I like to bring up this theory: How many people live a full life and die and they never "saw" their butthole? I bet a lot. People, get out your mirror.
Ex-musician here. Years ago it was pointed out to me that when feeling shy about one's singing voice and musical prowess, remember that we are doomed to share this planet with yodelers. So sing good and goddamn loud.
I love this and I think you sound great! Keep singing and arranging!
Love this! Okay, my New Year’s Resolution is to get a secret hobby - I’m pumped about this, thx!💜
This resonates with me. I’m 68 years old and received a student violin for Christmas so this will be the year I add the violin to the list of instruments I play badly. The other instruments are the ocarina, the ukulele, the mountain dulcimer, the lyre harp, and the guitar. I love music but am no musician. I will keep on playing badly until I die. It makes me happy just to make noise.
You sound good. I hope your butthole returns. I've always wanted to learn to sing properly. My younger sister is flawless, and my late husband (who formed a duo for a time with my younger sister) took a ton of lessons and wasn't great but he made up for it with passion and enthusiasm and being part of an adult vocal group that adored him and cheered him on.
Um- well done! Three cheers to new hobbies.
Please keep singing. Maybe your butthole will come back.
I love this! Made me laugh, thanks. Speaking of buttholes...sometimes esp. when I've had a few cocktails I like to bring up this theory: How many people live a full life and die and they never "saw" their butthole? I bet a lot. People, get out your mirror.
Ex-musician here. Years ago it was pointed out to me that when feeling shy about one's singing voice and musical prowess, remember that we are doomed to share this planet with yodelers. So sing good and goddamn loud.
This was, you know, not bad. Also very courageous which is even more impressive. You're only wrong about one thing: you can sing. Keep at it.
I kept waiting for Henry to walk in. Then I realized it's not a Springsteen song.
I don't know if my secret hobbies would turn out as well.
I love listening to that arrangement, sung by you. More!