Lorileah
11-08-2012, 06:27 PM
Sometimes you get support in ways you don’t expect.
To continue last month’s adventures. As I have noted before, I sing. I don’t think well, but others seem to enjoy it. I am not giving up my day job though. My favorite bar has piano players, some of whom allow you to get up and make a fool of yourself which I take advantage of frequently (there are at east two threads where I have stated this before so as not to waste another equine by pummelation….) I will keep this part short (yeah right…uh huh ).
Many here do realize that when we are dressed and out, we are often a different and usually a nicer person. I have noted this with me. Male=Grumpy, sarcastic, sullen. Lori=cheerful, smiling, happy, a magnet. I usually go out alone and I rarely sit alone long. I like that. I also like singing. So one a recent night, when the blonde finished performing her song and was returning to her seat, one person stopped her and said “When you get up there you just beam!” That was nice. I am comfortable (well as comfortable as I can be when I pray I don’t forget the lyrics) in front of a crowd. No matter how strange I still think it is for a statuesque feminine TG to get up and sing in a baritone, I have not had one bad comment on it. It just freaks me out.
On another night (same place) they had “Broadway Show Tune night”. It attracts some wonderful voices, many from the theatre and chorus community here in Denver. One, a young lady who just started coming about a month ago (23 years old…hold that thought because I would love to be in her position). She has a big, strong voice and just returned from auditioning for a part on Broadway…the real Broadway…in New York City for the part of Princess Jasmine. Anyway, as usual I digress. On the night in question, her friend and accompanist was vamping and filling in while the usual piano player took a break. He talked about playing for certain shows, Grease, Little Shop of Horrors, Godspell (the two of us had done “All for the best” earlier) and Jesus Christ Superstar (All you from MY generation remember that I am sure). He jokingly asked if anyone wanted to sing for him and started playing “Heaven on their minds”. I of course sang this way back in the dark ages when electronic amplification was not very good…when dinosaurs roamed the earth. But, he looked at me and motioned me to come over and sing. I did have the long blonde hair for the part. This is a tenor part and as I have mentioned I am baritone but I did 99% of it, in a strong and loud way like it was done when I was a kid…right up to the metal scream at the end…where I cracked like a 13 year old. But the crowd was stunned; then they broke into applause… the TG had just pulled off a Rock Anthem. Me? Well, just as a warning, never run a marathon without warming up. Best I could do for the next 24 hours was a hoarse whisper.
Rock is for the youngsters. But I am going again tonight…
To continue last month’s adventures. As I have noted before, I sing. I don’t think well, but others seem to enjoy it. I am not giving up my day job though. My favorite bar has piano players, some of whom allow you to get up and make a fool of yourself which I take advantage of frequently (there are at east two threads where I have stated this before so as not to waste another equine by pummelation….) I will keep this part short (yeah right…uh huh ).
Many here do realize that when we are dressed and out, we are often a different and usually a nicer person. I have noted this with me. Male=Grumpy, sarcastic, sullen. Lori=cheerful, smiling, happy, a magnet. I usually go out alone and I rarely sit alone long. I like that. I also like singing. So one a recent night, when the blonde finished performing her song and was returning to her seat, one person stopped her and said “When you get up there you just beam!” That was nice. I am comfortable (well as comfortable as I can be when I pray I don’t forget the lyrics) in front of a crowd. No matter how strange I still think it is for a statuesque feminine TG to get up and sing in a baritone, I have not had one bad comment on it. It just freaks me out.
On another night (same place) they had “Broadway Show Tune night”. It attracts some wonderful voices, many from the theatre and chorus community here in Denver. One, a young lady who just started coming about a month ago (23 years old…hold that thought because I would love to be in her position). She has a big, strong voice and just returned from auditioning for a part on Broadway…the real Broadway…in New York City for the part of Princess Jasmine. Anyway, as usual I digress. On the night in question, her friend and accompanist was vamping and filling in while the usual piano player took a break. He talked about playing for certain shows, Grease, Little Shop of Horrors, Godspell (the two of us had done “All for the best” earlier) and Jesus Christ Superstar (All you from MY generation remember that I am sure). He jokingly asked if anyone wanted to sing for him and started playing “Heaven on their minds”. I of course sang this way back in the dark ages when electronic amplification was not very good…when dinosaurs roamed the earth. But, he looked at me and motioned me to come over and sing. I did have the long blonde hair for the part. This is a tenor part and as I have mentioned I am baritone but I did 99% of it, in a strong and loud way like it was done when I was a kid…right up to the metal scream at the end…where I cracked like a 13 year old. But the crowd was stunned; then they broke into applause… the TG had just pulled off a Rock Anthem. Me? Well, just as a warning, never run a marathon without warming up. Best I could do for the next 24 hours was a hoarse whisper.
Rock is for the youngsters. But I am going again tonight…