Sometimes, I feel like Christine from The Phantom of the Opera: I have my own private voice tutor in my head. The good news is that he's a personable, friendly giant of a god with no psychopathic tendencies and no desire to marry me (that I'm aware of, of course). But the point is that being a singer and working with a bardic god can only help my voice. It's always amusing to be singing along with something at the top of my lungs and look around, only to see this big, bearded man grimacing in the corner because I'm super flat. Makes me much more aware of my key and my annunciation, at the least. And, since basically no one else interacts with him, Ai's always around when I need music advice. Absolutely fantastic.
So, for all you other musical witches out there, I suggest looking him up. Or finding your own abandoned music god to work with, since I'm selfish and like having him around too much. If you decide to try working with Ai, remember that he's fond of honeysuckle, lavender, cinnamon, cloves, apricots, quartz, silver and your own creativity. Don't be afraid to blurt out a poem off the top of your head when he's around. He may be a bardic god, but that doesn't mean he'll judge you on your work. Only offer help.
*Wanders away singing "Angel of Music"*
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