“Join the choir” Phoebe said. “It’ll be fun” Phoebe said. … “Ive been a drummer for rock bands for 8 years, what'll the guys think?” I said… (to myself) Turns out it wouldn't even matter what ‘the guys’ would think about it, because joining the Jazz Choir was one of the best decisions I've ever made. Seriously. One of the best. I had only met Phoebe for just under an hour before she goes “JOIN THE CHOIR WE NEED MORE MEN!” Yup. I was sold. When I’d hear the term ‘choir’ my ins

I have always loved music & singing & had sung in choirs throughout my school years in South Africa, but haven’t done so since then. Joining a choir had been on my New Year’s resolutions list for a number of years, but I just never got around to it (same as most New Year’s resolutions!). After a recent divorce & some grim times, I wanted to find things to do to fill my time & meet new people, so I started to do some looking around & was amazed at just how many local choirs th

With my cherubic good looks, angelic personality and a voice like Tupelo honey, it seemed obvious that I should join a choir. More accurately, with the look and attitude of an ageing punk rock star and a voice like one it took the desperate pleas of my eldest daughter Phoebe to make up the numbers of her fledgling choir to actually find the motivation . Well if truth be told I don't really like people, let alone random strangers and I'm a bit of a shy and retiring type. I'm