I will forever hopelessly be in awe of music and what it can do to me.
As I’ve written here before, I was kicked out of chorus by Mrs. Gustafson when I was in 3rd grade, who told me how much she loved me, but in as polite a way as she could muster, the simple truth, that I could not sing. I was very upset. I really liked to sing.
And that’s still true. I am freaking Adele in the car. I am Rhianna in the shower. But if you are listening to me, you might disagree and call me less desireable names.
My cousin Jill posted this song by Patrick Watson, called “Adventures in Your Own Backyard” and I took a listen. I think it’s the most extraordinary song. It does take a little bit to get going, but stay with it, I think you’ll be happy you did. This guy’s voice is sort of like a combination of butter and whip cream. Guess what I’ll be singing behind the wheel today?