Rachel, whose blog I follow because of her knitting, linked to a throat singing video. I had never heard of that and spent a good half hour perusing different examples. It´s an art form and also a cultural thing.
This was the first step on thinking about music.
Some days ago while waiting at the bank I hummed "The body electric". Yesterday at another bank queue I hummed "The nutcracker" and as I came home I searched for my CD.
As you tap your fingers on the desk and think "That´s enough, get to the wish already!" I hasten to say: what I wish to dare ... is to sing out loud.
To sing and feel the joy of singing. To share a song with my kids out in the streets of Buenos Aires. Or anywhere in the world, for that matter. :D