I’m Sorry
I’ve been talking about self-assessment lately, and I caught a hint yesterday of something I might want to change. Here’s how the story went. I was listening to a friend, and his wife, play music yesterday. During the show I got introduced to some folks across the room who thought I might be a 70s pop star. It seemed funny at the time. But after the show, as I introduced myself for real, one of them mentioned I was singing along on every song.
That gave me pause although I didn’t let on. But it reminded me of a self-control problem I have when faced with music I like. I sing. Now, this might be appropriate behavior in the car or a stadium with 100,000 folks and a sound system that can break rocks, but in a listening environment it’s fairly intrusive. I might be able to blame three glasses of wine, but I think I was singing right from the start. My late wife, who monitored my bad habits, would have softly reminded me who we were there to hear.
So, this is a public apology to anyone I might have bothered at the show or any of the shows I’ve been to in the years since my wife passed away or wasn’t there to keep me in check before that. It pains me to think I might have robbed someone of the pleasure of hearing something I loved by self-centered behavior. I can’t give back lost time, but I can work on the future. So, from now on, mum’s the word.