Best mate and I recently joined a choir – strictly for fun – and fun it thas been, though now that the night of our first ever concert is approaching and I still haven’t really grasped the alto line of Bohemian Rhapsody (!), I am starting to get butterflies. Now a bad throat has also set in so I may have to miss our weekly practice – and I need it!
Meanwhile I discover another writer has recently ‘come out’ as a musician – and more convincingly than me. He left me a comment months ago that somehow ended up in spam, so as an apology and without more ado, may I introduce John Ravenscroft, rock star, with (as Scott Pack might put it) a Song for Sunday.
