Remember that show: Touched by an Angel with Roma Downey (pretty girl)
how she thought because she was an angel she should be able to sing and was always so sad when she couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket? We’ll that’s me (except about being an angel or being that pretty). I try and try to sing but it’s just plumb horrible. I just can’t hit a note dead on for love nor money (not one good note).
This is from the granddaughter of the choir leader in our church (for 40) years and with my Dad being Welsh too (shoot-they love singing there). It’s a sad deal.
I didn’t really know how bad I was and feel awful to have put my poor horses through years of torture listening to my caterwalling when I’m riding along. Just lately I tried using a little electronic tuner to maybe help me hit a note.
I thought maybe singing louder, with more force, would help. No, that didn’t work either. So I’ve decided to give it up (wait till I tell my horses, that aught to make them smile).
Yup, I’m giving up singing but there is music in me just busting to get out. Soooo… TA-DA!!!!
It’s a mandolin. Not an expensive one. But it came with 4 books, the case, the stand,
some clamp things (I have no idea what they are called).
So far I’ve replace all the strings (I broke one and could only buy a set anyway).
bought 4 pics of various hardnesses,
sanded the bridge down because the ‘action’ was too high and adjusted the strings distance apart from each other to accommodate my puny fingers (not for the faint of heart but the bridge is removable on a mandolin, go figure), and watched YouTube How-to’s for days (you can learn anything on YouTube).
Not like I don’t have enough to do but if I can’t sing what other option is there?