Singing Everybody Out

What is it about singing? I watched American Idol last night and it seemed that everybody could sing, well everybody except me.

I have the voice that makes a kitchen juicer sounds like Beyonce. I try to sing many many times, mostly in my bathroom, but what comes out of my mouth can often cause birds to migrate early, sometimes to as far as Brazil.

But I don't stop singing, because of one reason: my hearing is as bad as my singing. So although sometimes I think my voice is more or less on par with Andrea Bocelli’s, while my friends think that I actually do sound like Bocelli, when he has durian skins stuck on his throat.

And now that I am marriage, there's another person in my life who is happy to hear me sing, while trying to mix sleeping pills into my coffee every time I start singing.
You see, my wife can actually sing. She's in my church choir and she knows what falsetto means. So she tries to teach me how to sing. How to breath, how to use my stomach voice, how to stop singing when I see other people’s ears are bleeding, etc.
But so far, although I know more about breathing (i.e. breath is a must when you are singing, and talking, and running, etc.), I still think that my voice is appalling, shown by the many times my wife laughs when I sing out of pitch (most of the time).

But I still sing, and I won’t stop. I will sing and sing, until finally one day I reach my goal. I will sing until my neighbor will not be able to stand my voice anymore and move out, and then I can rent their place, because it’s so much nicer.