I wouldn’t just like to
teach the world to sing. I would love to teach the world to sing.
Now the odds on me getting around y’all individually and shaking those sweet voices loose is hardly a likely story so….
if I could get even a hand-full of people to a place where they could say one or more of the following to themselves (for who more important would one say them to):
I can sing. I can frickin sing. I love to sing. It feels freeing to sing. Goddamit, I’m a singer. Where was that voice hiding all these years? Why was I so afraid of singing all these years? I better sit down cause I’m gona faint with all the excitement from all the SINGING (ok, you get the message)…
This is all to say, I would be one satisfied preacher. Yeah, feck it, I said, PREACHER! Singing is a celebration, a means of communication, an art form and a really beautiful anthropological blessing to us humans.
The other side of the coin of all this joy is probably the biggest thing that holds our voices back but also what brings our authenticity forward into a song and that is; our vulnerability. Yep, that old familiar chestnut of a friend. And it can be a hard nut to crack. It’s not an over exaggeration to propose that some people have not sung out, like they just didn’t care, since they were a little tike sat in a church singing Silent Night with the congregation (in that most pure way only a child can) but their mind mostly dedicated to dreaming of Santa arriving. When we become more aware of ourselves in the world, the bravery and intrinsic desire to hum or sing along gets a little fragmented and topsy turvy. It’s a sad thing. But nothing is lost or gone forever.
So I’m putting it out there…
Are you someone who wants to discover where your voice has been hiding and give it a reason to sing that song you’ve always wanted to sing?
If so, I would so love to aid in that discovery.
Leave your deets below and lets get this musical conversation going!