Everyone told her she couldn't sing. So Lavinia Spalding left home, took to the stage and took the mic


Growing up, I was The One Who Could Not Sing. My older sister and brother, on the other hand, were routinely cast in musicals and chosen for high school madrigals (the Glee-like choir reserved for the cream of the teen vocal crop). At Christmas, my siblings harmonised over We Three Kings — and, while they charitably let me sing along, it was pretty clear who was the weakest king.

Meanwhile, my father enforced strict family rules blatantly designed to silence my

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