Oboe.
I've been booed out of Carnegie Hall, the Metropolitan Opera, and the London Symphony Orchestra...just to give you an inking of my mastery with this fine instrument.
Heh. My best friend plays the oboe. Pretty damn good at it, too...
Wonder if I could get her to upload her solo from the symphony.
Anyway, I sing. We all know modesty is my best quality, so I'll be frank -- I sing damn well. I've actually considered a career in opera (or perhaps just a record deal in case my soprano dies again and I'm only left with alto), but... That pretty much fell through along the way. I still love it, though... I've been almost nonstop singing selections from Rent and Wicked lately. Someone's actually tried talking me into auditioning for American Idol (many people, matter of fact) -- I keep their remains in a box under my desk. Such memories...