The leaves on the trees

I’ve been singing since I could, singing at school, singing at church, singing around the house. As a little girl warbling in choirs and choruses, as a teenager taping myself wailing along with pop songs on the radio, as a tortured young adult driving around gripping the wheel melodramatically and staring into the middle distance […]

Friday! Singing!

I’ve written about three drafts now, all of which sound interesting and insightful and clever as I’m setting them down, all of which then sound utterly incoherent when I go back to read them over. So I’m going to cut to the chase. This Friday, the Sacred Harp group I’ve been singing with more or […]