Yes. Well, piano, organ, bassoon. Some, autoharp, guitar, clarinet. Sing, good pitch, diction, lung capacity. Unpleasant timbre and insufficient volume. Timbre is like Tommy Lee Jones, the FBI supervisor in the Fugitive movie.
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Got my first guitar to my 15th birthday and am addicted to that instrument since. Playing each day just for fun.
Sing? No, that‘s something you don’t want to hear. Pitch may be on, but the timbre was and still is unlistenable. Back when the earth was cooling I was doing white rap. Which for a number of reasons, at the time, was called “Knight Crap”, which of course rhymes.
Somewhere around 1960 a toy plastic electric guitar appeared under the Christmas tree. I remember it as being brown, all plastic including the frets, with nylon strings. There was a small battery operated amplifier with a piezoelectric pickup that snapped into the plastic bridge. The guitar was minimally playable, but it was enough to get me hooked, Neither of my brothers were interested. After getting an older kid in the neighborhood to show me how to tune it and give me a chord book I managed to get some acceptable sounds out of it. I can find nothing on the net that matches my (possibly incorrect) memories of this thing, but it was likely a variety of the Sears Fireball or Emenee Tiger plastic guitar.
A year or so later I had a "real" electric guitar from the Lafayette Radio Electronics catalog and began a series of guitar lessons that ran off and on for seven years, four guitar teachers, and three different music stores. Somewhere in the late 60's the older kid had gone off to college and his mother sold me his Hagstrom 1 guitar. By this time, I could play the guitar pretty good. I got a job at Motorola in 1973 and found a bunch of people who also played. I think my guitar playing skills peaked around age 23. The Hagstrom was stolen somewhere around 1975 leaving me without a guitar for a year or two. Around 1976 I traded some CB radio equipment for a Univox copy of a Mosrite guitar which I still have. Now almost 50 years later my numb arthritic fingers don't always go where I want them to, but I still try to play. The Univox has several friends now though.
My singing........nobody wants to hear that. I can't even fix it with Melodyne, VocAlign, and a DAW!
A year or so later I had a "real" electric guitar from the Lafayette Radio Electronics catalog and began a series of guitar lessons that ran off and on for seven years, four guitar teachers, and three different music stores. Somewhere in the late 60's the older kid had gone off to college and his mother sold me his Hagstrom 1 guitar. By this time, I could play the guitar pretty good. I got a job at Motorola in 1973 and found a bunch of people who also played. I think my guitar playing skills peaked around age 23. The Hagstrom was stolen somewhere around 1975 leaving me without a guitar for a year or two. Around 1976 I traded some CB radio equipment for a Univox copy of a Mosrite guitar which I still have. Now almost 50 years later my numb arthritic fingers don't always go where I want them to, but I still try to play. The Univox has several friends now though.
My singing........nobody wants to hear that. I can't even fix it with Melodyne, VocAlign, and a DAW!