I meant “trivial” in the sense of unimportant compared to the issues of the day…but then, most of what’s here is trivial in that sense.

That was one in what may be a series of “knowing myself too well” posts (a trait I was accused of years ago, and never saw reason to deny).

I don’t see a lot of bloggers who are just typing. The writing may be hurried, informal, or in some cases poor–but very few people keep up a blog unless they believe they have something to say. As soon as you believe in what you’re doing, you’re writing, no matter how badly.

I didn’t believe in my piano playing: I saw no possibility of art.

The singing was different: I could be part of a larger whole that did, in fact, make something worthwhile–Faure’s Requiem, Bach’s b-minor Mass, and of course the Messiah. I could also help to make that larger whole more effective, or at least the bass/baritone section.