I sing when I’m cooking, washing up, in the shower (although these performances have been a little short of late due to a pesky leak through the kitchen ceiling), I sing when I’m sad, when I’m happy, when I’m driving, nervous, worried, relaxed, in labour, and doing may other things.
My first social work placement was as a key worker at a shared housing project for people with and recovering from mental health problems. As it was recovery focused the activities I would support them with were based on doing things that they enjoyed. For weeks I had one jamming session a week with one of the residents. He played and I sang. We did Alanis Morissette, Tracy Chapman, Sheryl Crow, Extreme, The Levellers and lots of other faves.
I seem to have passed this joy of singing on to our daughter, and she recently told me I was not allowed to sing when she was in the house, only hum … because ‘I feel jealous when you sing because it sounds so nice’.
I wrote this song when I was sixteen.
I must start playing again more often for pleasure & figure out where my closest open mic night is 🙂
Do just do what you love, even if you are crap at it. You never know if might prompt someone else to do something they love too.