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DanP
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Hi. I am a 30-odd male tenor who has been singing for about 6 months.
My motivation for singing is pretty personal. My father passed away late last year in his mid 50s due to prostate cancer, and he was a musician. He was lead guitar and lead vocalist for several bands, and it is how he paid the bills. His lifestyle was not conducive to family life, and I resented him for that. I suppressed anything in myself which reminded me of him, pursued hobbies and a profession centered on logic rather than emotion or expression, etc.
The truth is that I owe a great deal of my success to traits inherited from my father. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I have a certain intuitive spark that most of my highly logical colleagues seem to lack. I tend to seek completeness, harmony, balance, and beauty in work that--for many--is strictly technical in nature, and it has earned me praise and recognition in a field dominated by standards, best practices, and conformity. In a way, it is like I am looking for music in the logic and poetry in the design. I owe that to my father.
After he passed, my grievances felt petty. With a direct reconciliation no longer possible, I decided the next best thing would be to embrace those parts of myself I had always turned away from. Sort of a way to let my father in, accept him, and even honor him in ways I never did while he was alive. He always told me he did not feel worthy of being my father, and I want to posthumously refute that. Finding balance in myself is a nice bonus. So I started singing, and I have been singing 5-7 days a week ever since. I did not expect to enjoy it so much!
I have a hell of a lot to learn and a lot of emotional hangups that will get in the way of progress, and I am willing to work through them. Anyway, that's my story.
My motivation for singing is pretty personal. My father passed away late last year in his mid 50s due to prostate cancer, and he was a musician. He was lead guitar and lead vocalist for several bands, and it is how he paid the bills. His lifestyle was not conducive to family life, and I resented him for that. I suppressed anything in myself which reminded me of him, pursued hobbies and a profession centered on logic rather than emotion or expression, etc.
The truth is that I owe a great deal of my success to traits inherited from my father. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I have a certain intuitive spark that most of my highly logical colleagues seem to lack. I tend to seek completeness, harmony, balance, and beauty in work that--for many--is strictly technical in nature, and it has earned me praise and recognition in a field dominated by standards, best practices, and conformity. In a way, it is like I am looking for music in the logic and poetry in the design. I owe that to my father.
After he passed, my grievances felt petty. With a direct reconciliation no longer possible, I decided the next best thing would be to embrace those parts of myself I had always turned away from. Sort of a way to let my father in, accept him, and even honor him in ways I never did while he was alive. He always told me he did not feel worthy of being my father, and I want to posthumously refute that. Finding balance in myself is a nice bonus. So I started singing, and I have been singing 5-7 days a week ever since. I did not expect to enjoy it so much!
I have a hell of a lot to learn and a lot of emotional hangups that will get in the way of progress, and I am willing to work through them. Anyway, that's my story.
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