Thinking about childhood …

Doing my best performing

I remember when I was a little girl living on Ruscombe Close, being the youngest of 4 kids, I was mostly self-entertaining.  I have always loved music and dancing.  Our whole street used to go to this restaurant called The Old Mill on New Years Eve.  I remember quite vividly that there would be a live band, and I would stand infront of the stage fixated on the lead singer and moving my body to the music.  I was so obsessed that the band often would feel some sort of empathy and allow me to sit on the stage and honestly, I just gawked.  I dreamed of being that lead singer.
Then later on, I remember walking around my neighbourhood – very safe in those days – and there was this large green electrical box on curbside.  I would sit on the box and just start singing, making up songs and tunes.  I would sing spontaneous lyrics to spontaneous tunes.  No one would  be around, at least as far as I knew, but I would sit and sing for quite awhile.  I found it very therapeutic and soothing.
So later in my 30’s I was in a band called Whey Beyond.  What a treat that was.  I was almost living my dream.  It was a rock n’ roll / alternative band.  I was lead singer and acoustic guitar player.  I loved it.  I loved singing infront of an audience and I loved playing.  I also loved coming up with songs.  And just as a child that was how I would create music.  I would just start singing words and tunes simultaneously.  I would often keep a tape player around so I could catch my tune since I rarely could remember it after the spontaneous creation.

So I was just reminiscing on this odd little childhood behaviour of mine and how it evolved later on.  I hope to get back to my singing and playing again.  I’m  not taking my guitar with me but I hope I have a chance to sing somewhere in my travels.