Music…

Well, I grew up with monthly sing-a-longs at my father’s parents. He had nine siblings who were super-musical, and we even had songbooks for our events. Everyone sang – regardless of ability. Most played piano or guitar, but all self-taught. Nine siblings equals at least 40 people once-a-month. Lots of love!

So…that is why you, my friends, are subjected to the annual Christmas “music party.” As creative as I could be, I have no better name for it. But it’s personal. I need to share music and have others appreciate music for the FUN of it! It’s just music which flows and flows whether you sing or listen! It doesn’t matter! I am happy for everyone who joins in and raucously adds their voices to the high points on “The First Noel,” “Do You Hear What I Hear,” and of course, “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” And I love everyone who tolerates five verses of “Good King Wenceslaus.” I have no good explanation for why I love that one.

And, this is why we have cowbells – for fun. I am also equally grateful for those who hang out and renew friendships and have cheerful banter in the kitchen. I love both aspects and wish I could do both. Thus, I am looking for a new accompanist. (Well, I’ll keep playing, but I’d much rather sing. Applicants need only send an email.)

I love this evening. Everyone who attends just brings my childhood and family back to me. I can only hope you take something home, too.