Shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing.
Thankfully, that doesn't say let us sing the right notes because I can't. I can't clap out a beat (so don't try to follow me when I'm at a concert, I'm just trying to mimic the crowd) and I can't read music (music classes and a painful year of piano lessons cemented that fact) and I can't hear if something is being played right or not (that does mean I enjoy recitals with all levels of expertise).
But I love music. I love a good song. I can make a joyful off key noise and I can shout out of tune with exuberance. If you glance over your shoulder to see who is doing that and it's me, well, I'd say I'm sorry but I am really not.
It sounds good to me and your attention only makes me louder....even when I don't know all the words.
Haha love it. And now I've got that song in my head.
ReplyDeletePower and majesty praise to the King!
It's a good song to have stuck!
DeleteI love to sing - - although I am not good at it. In my mind, I am the best singer in the world. However, reality tells me otherwise :)
ReplyDeleteOh, I know I am terrible at it!! But if it's a song I love, I will sing it loudly becuase I just can't sing it quiet!
DeleteThis is hilarious! I am a belt-it-out sing-alonger especially in the comfort of my own home/van and mostly my family is very patient and understanding with me, though Daughter-Only (who really can sing and has some training) offered to "critique" my singing the other day. I turned down that generous offer. I don't want to know. I'm not singing for her (or them, whoever they are), I'm singing for me!
ReplyDeleteExactly!
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