They could not expose both their music and their romantic lives simultaneously. A house-putterer loves to sing while he fixes things. He has a beautiful baritone voice. He only sings if he is alone. A compliment from an unsuspecting neighbor silenced his voice until he and his wife moved out of their house.
Music is about personal exposure.
It is being willing to breathe while staring your worst fears in the face. Music is also very delicate. Gosh, this is really going great. I'm into it now. The next thought invariably is me wondering where I am in the piece, which causes me to either make a mistake or stop altogether in total confusion.