One hundred and fifty-six


The anticipation and the embarrassment of watching the video afterwards were far worse than the actual singing.  I spent the day yesterday worried about singing in front of all those people.  I looked through You Tube karaoke videos of popular songs and tried to sing them (my poor neighbours who could probably hear the notes of my off-key attempts at singing Torn and Bette Davis Eyes drifting out through the open windows of my house).  I searched for lists of top karaoke songs for women to sing.  I made my karaoke-expert friend listen to the songs I had narrowed it down to, to help me decide which one to sing.  It consumed my day, so much that it was hard to concentrate on anything else.  That is how much I was dreading singing by myself.

I like to sing in the car, at home, or with someone else.  When there is another voice I can’t hear myself so much and I am more confident.  But completely by myself in front of a crowd of very good singers (many of the people in the bar are karaoke regulars who are fantastic) was terrifying.

When I finally went up to sing, it was a bit of a blur.  Everyone sang along and were so encouraging.  I had two friends filming it, so I recall the light from my one friend’s phone.  I remember everyone that was watching looking like they were having a good time.  I know a couple of times I got distracted and forgot I needed to sing.  As I just watched the video, I now recall one of the guys switching the microphones for me half way through the song.  I also remember the couple of drinks I had before to give me a little liquid courage!

Without further ado, here is my solo karaoke debut (thank you Derryl and Rob for your video skills!).  ‘Come Together’ by The Beatles.  Please feel free to skip the video part of this blog entry if you want and save me the embarrassment!

10 thoughts on “One hundred and fifty-six

  1. It was a shame we couldn’t hear your voice over the din of the crowd. It would have been fun to hear if you inherited Lulu’s pipes Her rendition of Stand by me me still haunts me after 20 some years. Good job on stage. I could never do it. Probably because your mom sings better than I do!

  2. Good choice of a song but I’ll second Uncle Jeff on it’s a shame we couldn’t hear you much. Looks like the crowd had fun, which is always nice.

    My only karaoke experience is a duet of “(I can’t get no) Satisfaction” by the Rolling Stones with a girl friend of mine. We had way too many drinks of cheap scotch beforehand, although most of them were on the house because for some reason still unknown to me the bar owner liked us very much.

  3. Because it is me, I decided not to spare you the embarrassment and I watched. You looked great; couldn’t tell you how you sounded ’cause I could hear you but you looked great, almost like you knew what you were doing.

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