I Wish I Could Sing, but....
... I can't carry a tune in a bucket. ... my voice just sounds so terrible. ... I have to be really drunk, first. It makes me sad, frankly, to think that so many people will never know the sheer, unadulterated joy of singing out as loudly as they want to, for whomever may be in the vicinity, unselfconsciously and just because it feels good. And baby, it feels GOOD. So what makes us believe we can't sing, and what can we do about it? I believe music - making it as well as simply enjoying it - is as vital as physical activity to keep us sane and healthy. Imagine if we thought of exercise the same way we think about singing. I, for example, am pretty clumsy and have no hand/eye coordination, short legs and no gift at any sport I've ever tried. I'm not fast, I'm not terribly strong, and while I'm pretty competitive, that part of my nature is more directed at board games than field games. But I know that being physically active is good for me, that s