114. The Curious Incident at the Singing Girls Group

I played piano when I was younger. I wasn’t all that bad. Classically trained since the age of six, then learned about rock and jazz and things that made girls think I was cool.

I wanted to be a rockstar cause, you know, who doesn’t. Unfortunately I couldn’t sing. And I really wasn’t that talented. But I mostly blamed it on the singing.

I used to be an…