Singing is harder than it looks.
I know this because it has now been two weeks since they ripped the cd player/radio from the urban assault vehicle and I have been forced to provide my own entertainment while awaiting the replacement. And although I have always enjoyed singing along lustily, it is quite another story when I've got no backup singers, nobody to prompt me when I forget the order of the lyrics, no one to cover for me when I fall flat.
Frankly, I've been finding it too taxing to sing and remember the lyrics and stay on key for the entire 50 minute drive to work, so now I drive in silence. And the scary part is, I'm starting to get used to it.
Deprived of my mobile sound studio, I don't feel as though I have really given Með Suð í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust the proper listen it deserves yet. How am I supposed to brush up on my Icelandic now?
How do you amuse yourself on your commute?