I have been learning to play the guitar off and on for about 10
years now. The last few years I have stuck with it enough to be
entertaining at least to myself.
Once I could master changing
chords without tripping, I started to add singing to the act.
Now, I sing with roughly the same proficiency that I knit. In
other words, I can do it but I’m not sure the results are something
people who aren’t my mother would want to encounter (and I’ve seen mom
wince once or twice at my crooning). But something interesting
has happened in the last year. I stopped trying to sound like the
person singing on the record and started trying to sound like me.
The results have been pretty rewarding.
Now,
instead of trying to model my voice and phrasing after Darius Rucker,
David Bowie, or Edie Brickell I’m just belting out the lyrics and
letting my own voice decide what the outcome should be. And for
the first time since my voice changed, I’m hearing something that I
actually like. Not all the time mind you, but a lot more often
that I used to.
I’m sure there’s some deep life lesson to be
learned about listening to your inner voice and all that, but for now I
am just reveling in the fact that this is actually fun to do and that
some day I might take it out of my basement and subject other sentient
beings to my warbling attempts.