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I have a lot of feels about ‘functional singing’…
Your music feels are my music feels. I’m always taken aback when I find out someone I know has a good voice but never uses it except for the odd karaoke or campfire. People used to be just good at stuff like art and music without it being capitalized on or a demand of it being for others’ enjoyment.
And like, the counterpoint I guess– if you’re good at it, people get all weird when you do it. I sometimes sing purposely badly– not like, obnoxiously so, but like, no support and quietly and throttled back and unobtrusive, not like in a choir but like, just trying not to sound like much– when called upon for things like the birthday song etc., because if you really sing out and you’re good at it, people are like “oh you’re really good and should be professional” and then they treat it like you’re performing and sit and watch you and hush each other and like… that wasn’t… what I was trying… to do either… It even happens to me at singing sessions. I stopped going to the one I liked, because of a couple little incidents where I feel like I made not-very-good singers self-conscious– joining in to sing along with a song I know is not me trying to upstage someone, that’s not how sessions work, right?– and in the end, the woman who wanted to be in charge of the session did some extremely standard I Liked It Better When I Was The Only Girl moves on me, and I just didn’t have the patience to do more than blithely pretend to take her at her word on various things (including whispering to me that I needed to wrap it up after one verse and not take up too much time while I was in the midst of said first verse, and another time, actually flinching at my first note because, as she’d told me, the proper method of performing wasn’t to sing so loud, you see, it’s just not proper, even if you’re in a loud bar and nobody can hear each other– seriously though who fucking flinches) so that was the end of that.
Just. it’s not like. jealousy, usually. It’s just, oh, you can sing, and everyone gets odd about it.