singing
Singing is hailed as a sacred public laboratory for unleashing the emotional bombs secretly stored in one’s throat. Others’ eardrums serve merely as unconscious test subjects, and at times neighbors’ peace is sacrificed to ignite the flames of self-expression. Pitch deviations are praised as individuality, and volume surges become proof of passion. Stages and karaoke booths alike are mere props in this theater of vanity. Thus, singing is a perilous act of self-presentation teetering between adoration and disdain.