Oh, my good friend, you are at the heart of an issue that P-Vine and I have tried unsucessfully to bridge during our entire relationship.

The P-Vine is classicly trained and syng in church choirs all her life. She is so good that she is asked to do many of the solos in a choir made up of a number of trained vocalist mixed with others who are less trained but read.

Now the ol' Bobert, on the other hand, can't even tell you what chord he's playin' 'cause I ain't got a clue.

Now, don't get me wrong. There's no judgements here and we both enjoy and respect what the other is doing but like I told her about doing music with me: "When you come out of the Penthouse and get on the elevator punch 'O' for 'outhouse'!" Yeah, sure, she tries. Lord know she does. But there's something about all that training that sets up that "negative transference" we learned about in Psyc. 201 that makes that bridge one heck of a long one.

I don't know if answered any more questions that I've created here, Jerry, but it's an interesting topic.

Yir ol' hillbilly buddy,

Bobert