I go through periods where I love to sing, and periods where I hate to sing. When I was in grammar school, I was the only boy in the Glee Club. I enjoyed singing with them, but took a lot of shit from the other guys for it. So then I hated it. Then I sang with the Men’s Choir at church when I was in fifth grade, but my voice changed, and that ended that. It’s been back and forth ever since. Now I don’t mind it at church, but I’m not comfortable doing it elsewhere.
When I was in high school, there was a serious need for singers and bass players. Everyone who started a band needed a singer and a bass player, and there were really few. Thinking about it now, if I had gotten my hands on a bass and an amp and practiced singing enough, I could have done it. I’m just learning this, 50 years too late.
Just Jot It January is Linda Hill’s baby.