Locked down with my Ukulele 17

These are strange times but I have pretty much sung myself through so far. My neighbours must be sick of hearing me do the same tunes over again till I get them right. I’m still trying to get them right.

I’ve had comments on my singing voice since other people have heard me sing. Loud. Although, I can not keep a tune as well as I used to at volume. Most people, who do comment, say “you’ve got a nice voice.” I know I’ve not got the qualifications to be a rock star. They’d never be able to get all of me on an album cover any way. I’d have to be far, far away or CGI manipulated to fit in the square.

I have evaluated the assessments on my singing. The top four are as follows:

4) It’s not awful.

3) “You sound a bit like Gene Pitney” “Thanks very much” “ It wasn’t a complement I hate Gene Pitney.”

2) “You do sound nice. When you sound nice it doesn’t matter what you look like does it.”

1) “You are enthusiastic.”

Despite these claims, singing and playing (at this time in my life it has been for the last few years Ukulele) make me happy. I’m happier when it goes right.

There are two things I would like to accomplish in the not too distant future. Play the piano to a reasonable standard. I’d like to play Long and Winding Road or Imagine.

The other is I’d like to be able to write songs. I think I can write but not in tune and I’m not a good enough musician to get a tune right.

I Wish I Could Write A Love Song

I’d like to write any song, but I’d like it to be good.

This was released by Chaz and Dave. It wasn’t they’re best know or most popular song but it’s one of my favourites. I think this written with Love.

Stay safe