Classical/jazz piano. Used to perform and accompany for choirs and shows for years. I was accepted by a piano teacher at 12 who was reputed to NEVER take children as students because he didn't have the temperament. But he agreed to take little me, and gave me a polish to my technique, and taught me how to breathe with the phrasing, to let go and be in the moment, to play!
I kept thinking to myself how great a teacher he would be if kids could get past the "well he's so weird" thing. He couldn't sing worth a darn, but he'd hum and close his eyes while he was demonstrating and breathe deeply and sway his body back and forth and forward and backward. I didn't realize how much I did it until a few years later somebody told me how I don't sit still when I play.
Which would irritate the singers a lot.
So, I played and performed and was featured in a local paper for how I was gifted with this talent (I was already accompanying adult choirs when I was 10). But, problem was, I loved singing too.....
Had vocal training, established my range at 4 octaves, won awards around the state through school (because I had an accompanist for me those times). I loved singing gospel and any soul hybrid of such though. I loved belting out Whitney Houston and Gladys Knight. I surprised the heck out of some of my friends one night on the town when my babies were babies....they didn't know I sang....and after a glass of wine I got up to sing Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On." I was being silly. They asked me if I was signing a label soon.
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Another problem was that I was becoming more and more serious about dance....
By that time, I was slowly giving up my passions in music and in dance to go to Purdue in the pursuit of an engineering degree. After just a year, I couldn't stay away from the arts without feeling lifeless. So I dropped the engineering degree and went back to dance, but performed in musicals and reviews to keep my edge.
I still from time to time sit down at a piano and start playing an aria - they were my favorite to play, and I'll hear how absolutely rusty I am with each measure, and it still doesn't matter because I'm in the moment, eyes closed, feeling the keys, moving my body to the story the song is telling.
I still sing from time to time for an audience, though my most recent performance has been a while - almost 2 years. But like the piano, I'll sing spontaneously.
And my kids are always embarrassed when I do it.