Singing Glow

**Image by, this blog is in response to ‘Quiet Thursday – Story Prompt’

I look at this photograph and try to conjure a story. I am mindful that if we post this, that folk coming to read it may be wondering why I am looking at photographs of crumpets and not cornets.

But there is something really lovely about this image and it draws me in. The time of day in which it’s set is nebulous. There is a lack of natural light and the darkness and shadows; the pause in eating, food momentarily set aside, suggests a winding down, a reverence. There is no perceivable sense of rush, nothing to move on to, this is a moment being savoured in serenity and solitude. It suggests a moment following an event.

It implies something else, an activity or an episode in time, which has happened outside of the image that has led to this point. For now, I’m imagining it was an evening of song. This evokes recognition in me of the way I feel after I’ve been singing all evening.

Singing seems to open up new realms of possibility. It taps into a part of my mind which is free from responsibility or worry. It is like entering a meditative state of personal enlightenment, like going into a different room. And it leaves me with a warm glow like the one cast across the plate in the image.

I often return home following an evening of singing feeling too elated to go straight to sleep, and slightly removed from reality. Quite often, the house will grow silent around me, and I will find myself the only one awake, calm but on a natural high.

We would love to know what everyone else’s post singing snapshot would look like. I can’t be the only person in the world left feeling excitable and restless with a mind too stimulated to settle straight away, even if that same mind has tried to convince me that I am too zapped to even contemplate leaving the house, earlier in the evening.

That’s enough about me. We want to hear from you too, so what is your personal post-singing snapshot? If you feel inclined to share it, conjure up your own moment in time and leave us a comment…

Deb Carveth
CMVic Online Editor

Community Music Victoria – Website


WelcomeIf you’re looking for the brand spanking new Community Music Victoria (CMVic) blog then rest assured you’re in the right place so come right in.

That said, there’s no need to rush off, let us tell you a little more about what we do at CMVic. Here’s a potted history and a quick overview of the work we do.

Our vision for this blog is great interviews, articles and collaborations with community music makers disseminating the experiences of music and singing group leaders and participants; shared stories, reflections and philosophies.

We’re really fired up about making all this come to life to sustain and nourish the music making movement at a grass roots level, keep everything fresh and green, encourage new growth, keep people in touch with each other and to provide opportunites for new connections.

We’d love it if you decide to follow us in our journey and read as things unfold and take shape.

Deb Carveth
CMVic Online Editor

Strike a Chord

When I was an awkward adolescent, I’d seek solace from the world in music. Not music making; in fact I’d go to extremes not to have to do my piano practice and would spend lessons trying to keep my teacher talking so we’d run out of time. The music my soul responded to back then was by bands like The Cure: mildly maudlin but not too scary. Nice harmonics and a bit of melody thrown in amongst all the lyrics about love lost and being misunderstood by the cruel, cruel world, hey I was fifteen and thought nobody else had been. Ever.

After trying (disastrously) to dye my hair black like Robert Smith’s, I eventually moved on.

But music has underpinned each stage of my life and I’ll often find myself crying when I hear a cello, a violin or a harp, or anything played well.

What I overlooked for years was an instrument I’d had all along. My voice. Not a great voice, pretty unremarkable and yet blended with others in a group context something magical happens, and it gives me such joy to release it and feel it soar. Singing is the best feeling: it releases endorphins, connects you with other people and as instruments go, no awkward carrying case is required, plus you can whip it out at any old time and in any old place. Then there’s the zing you get from harmonising, oh boy. But I’ll save that for another time…

I haven’t been to my singing group for a while and I really miss it. I’m planning to start back, but in the meantime I’d encourage anyone reading this who’s never tried group singing to give it a whirl.

If you live in Victoria, Australia, and are looking for a singing group to join, have a look at the groups page of Community Music Victoria’s website. They’ll help you find one to go along to, and failing that they’ll offer you support and training to start one of your own!

Article by Deb Carveth
CMVic Online Editor


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