Thursday, December 6, 2007
Wedding Singer
After dining on Sushi and Saki I was entertained by a wedding singer. No, I wasn't at a wedding. But I was entertained to the "T". Karoke is definetely a sport. One has to have practiced such an art to be so proficient. Could a person truly sound so skilled on a crappy microphone reading words ensemble? At what point does someone realize that they should do a side show? I must admit the two songs that I so graciously performed were not up to par. Had it been that long since I've sang? Let's see...graduated highschool in 1998...wasn't in choir...yep it was quite the performance. I pondered later that evening on the song selection. Did it make since to be singing about an Uptown Girl or perhaps even a Material Girl? Was there a pattern here? Goal for next Karoke night...get the husband to sing!
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Karaoke is not about practice or skill, it is truly about purging all fear, regret, embarassment, and doubt in order to fulfill the whole goal of singing--feeling better than when the song began.
There are only a two actions that allow my brain to actually shut off and think in the present--riding my bicycle and karaoke.
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