I love to sing
I love listening to music
I am not a musician, no instrument playing at all.
I have no vocal training.
I absolutely love to sing.
My greatest performances have been at a late night karaoke bar and on my coffee table.
My typical audience comprises of 2 children in the backseat of the car.
I don’t mind.
I don’t need an audience, I am less inhibited without one.
You see I am not singing to become an accomplished singer.
I have no delusions of The Voice or Xfactor, (well maybe just a tiny, wee little bit.)
I sing for enjoyment
Singing cures a bad mood
Singing kills the crankies
It brightens my day
When I put on a favourite playlist or I hear any song I know, and love, I surrender.
The singing is spontaneous, an unconscious reaction to a sound, a beat, a feeling.
This can be interesting when I turn the aisle in the supermarket, during a Bee Gees rendition of course , to discover a sea of faces smiling at me.
Music is the beat of a drum that keeps time with our emotions – Shannon L Adler
I sing because of how I feel, alive and free. My cells bursting with joy.
I even sing without music, you know that catchy tune that gets stuck in your head.
As I drove along in the car today, belting out a well loved tune, I wondered how music affects others.
What happens when the music overtakes you?
When the beat wants to pass outside your body?
Are your feet tapping?
Do you bring out the air guitar or even better the air saxophone? (I must give this a try).
Do you dance around your kitchen?
Does your hair brush or mop become a microphone?
Wow giving away all my tricks now!
What happens when you are struck by that overwhelming desire to express yourself to the music?
When you cannot resist the tune?