- and I share this in full awareness that I may come off as vain and foolish, but as Popeye always said, "I yam what I yam" - is when I overheard someone sitting in front of me at a small acoustic gig a few of us were about to play at say, "Hey, I've heard these guys before - they're good. Especially the lead singer. He has a great voice!"
Now, why would this please me so much? Well, he didn't know I was sitting behind him, so his comments were unsolicited and sincere. And that's rare, since so much of what we say to each other is heavily freighted with personal politics: we say things because we want to have some specific effect on the listener, for good or bad.
And it's also because, for me, singing is as close as I get to a purely childish pleasure. When I write - either prose or songs - I enjoy myself, especially when I finish a piece I like, but it's very conscious, for the most part; I'm editing and thinking and making decisions as I go along. Pretty much the same when I play guitar or mandolin or harmonica.
But when I sing, I'm not really thinking. Which, for me, is like a kind of vacation.
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The neat thing is, it was a pleasure for both of you. It always amazes me the impact we have on others while we go on, blissfully unaware. This was a true moment of insight on your impact in the world around you. Treasure it. As I said before, we remember moments. :)
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