I sing when I'm alone. I mean out of tune wail. Just for fun. But I'm starting to get bored. What's happening now is I'm exploring how my tone changes when I manipulate my pipes in different ways.
I used to play the trumpet but stopped. I might have had more longevity if I just enjoyed simple dooting on it. Childlike joyful dooting. [But it's honestly pretty uncomfortable, and loud and uncomfortable for neighbors and house pets.]


"Nasty little Buddhist"
Seeking via neuroscience and psychology informed dharma.