I’ve touched upon this slightly in earlier blogs, but I love to sing. Not in a pop- X Factor – The Voice – Pop Idol way (although once upon a time I’d have loved to be the next Britney Spears), but in a classical, church music way.
Singing, to me, is the ultimate form of expression – some people draw, or dance, or write. For me, it’s music.
I’ve been part of a church choir since I was 7 years old, and met my two “siblings” through it. But, along the way, I became a musician (though H is a top flautist, so I’m nowhere near as talented). From playing the piano, I learned how to read music, and from singing I enforced that.
Not everyone can sing the same type of music. For example, as much as I would love to, I will never be able to sing musical theatre – I’m very much soprano, not an alto, and I don’t have the range to smash out Defying Gravity (no one regrets this more than I). But I can do this…
(That’s the Stanford Magnificat in G, and it’s one of my greatest vocal achievements – essentially vocal gymnastics in the church music world.)
So that’s my secret talent folks!