I’m No Pavarotti #jusjojan

Not me. Image by Robert Jones from Pixabay

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.

9 thoughts on “I’m No Pavarotti #jusjojan

  1. It wasn’t until I had kids that I got over singing in front of people. It started with 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall — I could get down to the twenties before my son would go to sleep in my arms. At 26, he still never shuts up. Or sleeps.


  2. If I knew then what I know now. People tell me I have a good singing voice, though my range isn’t what it used to be. Sometimes I wonder if I could have done more with it when I was younger. But I guess we all ended up doing what we were meant to do…. so far.. We can still sing in church. 🙂


  3. When I was in choir in 9th grade I refused to sing. I didn’t want to sing. My choir teacher was so disappointed in me as I was one of her favorites. Now I regret my stubbornness about singing. I actually do like to sing, just thought I didn’t back then.

    Dumb things we do as kids.

    Arlee Bird
    Tossing It Out


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