The winds of change are blowing wild and free… You ain’t seen nothing like me yet.-Bob Dylan
❤ ❤ Sorry dear readers, WordPress has failed me tonight and I couldn’t upload my second Tunes Tuesday clip, which I am sure you have all been eagerly awaiting. So please click the link above to access my parallel Facebook page and have a listen. ❤ ❤
I have only recently discovered this gorgeous song by diving deep into the one and only Adele’s music lately. I always loved what I heard of her in the past, but for whatever reason, I never bought an album or watched a clip and I kind of missed the boat. I can safely say, however, that even though I am a decade or so late to the party, I’m so glad I came!
I’m enjoying every one of her songs, some, including “Someone Like You” more than others. I tried to record said song today to post here. I sang, I recorded, I listened back, I cringed. No, no, that one is definitely not quite ready for sharing. I may need some work with my lovely singing teacher Louise Dixon for that one. As much as I want this to be as authentic as possible, I don’t want to hurt your ears, or my pride, too much.
It really is incredibly humbling and confronting to listen and watch yourself back. In the moment, singing to me feels like opening the door to my heart and soul, and welcoming everyone in. You really are incredibly vulnerable, but I love that potential for connection. Having said that, when you hear yourself back, you never sound quite the same as you do resonating in your own head, and any moments of beauty are swiftly forgotten and even discounted as your inner critic arcs up at the mere hint of a pitch being ever so slightly off centre. Was that sound there too husky? Was the next bit too bright? Critiques come crashing in, especially when our energy runs low.
As I approach 40 and learn to care a little less about perfection and just enjoy myself, I’m getting better at filtering my own constructive self criticism from the just-plain-mean high school style trash talk. If I do it to myself with my singing, I probably do it to myself in all areas at some point or another. It’s hard work, but I know that’s the most important kind. Thank you for being here and helping me enjoy and share my love for creative expression