NONE of my relatives'd ever sing with me 'cause none of my relatives would ever come anywhere I was singing. Once in a huge great while they might condescend to listen for a verse, but in 5 minutes they were back to their mahjong game and talking loudly over whatever I was trying mightily to show them. ("ONE CRACK!"--or whatever) My instruments were quietly put away...

And then they died.

C'est la vie.

Their loss !

Art Thieme ;~)