In no way shape or form am I a great singer; IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m a decent singer and mostly when IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m in my car alone. I have however had numerous singing experiences in my life and I just must have always had this itch to sing. One major problem IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢ve had about singing in front of groups is that I become paralyzed in front of crowds.
The first singing experience I remember was I believe in 4th grade when I was asked to sing the Chanukah prayer in front of an entire auditorium with another boy. For some odd reason I donÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t remember being as terrified as IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢ve been at other times and I must have been pretty good to be picked for this.
For some reason I desperately wanted to be in the Jazz Group (I think that was the name) in high school, which was a small group (6 or so) of mostly girls singing at concerts. All the girls in the group were the cream of the crop, they were the girls that always got all the solos and who could basically bring down the house. Twice I felt the need to try out for this group and despite how dizzy I would feel during the tryout in the band room. One tryout was with the song ÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€¦Ã¢â‚¬Å“Crazy For YouÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â and I was going through my first breakup at the time. I remember practicing the song in the auditorium with a friend when I saw my ex near the doorway watch, I pretty much sang it to him. Yes, you can laugh The other time I was to try out I had laryngitis, I mean I couldnÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t sing a single note. Mr. Bunten, the band director, was kind enough to give me another try even though I donÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t think heÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢d ever consider putting me on and IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m sure my obvious fear didnÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t help me any.
I also took the big leap of asking to sing a few songs in different band shows we had. I sang the song ÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€¦Ã¢â‚¬Å“Color of the NightÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â at one and I remember doing really well except for that one high note, damn! I even did a duet with a girl friend of mine to the Melissa Etheridge song ÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€¦Ã¢â‚¬Å“IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢m the Only OneÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â at a night where bands got to perform, my parents have a copy of that and I need to find it to BURN IT.
So now IÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢ll just settle for singing in my car, and I do it well if I do say so myself. Just today I did a great rendition of Taking My Life Away by Default, I would have had applause if anyone were listening.ÃƒÆ’Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â I donÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¢ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ã‚Â¬ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â‚¬Å¾Ã‚Â¢t know what possessed me to put myself through that kind of torture and humiliation but I suppose it was a learning experience I needed to make. Still, something about singing in front of a crowd I think was something I had to prove to myself, I desperately wanted to have that kind of courage.ÃƒÆ’Ã¢â‚¬Å¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â
I got the idea for this post from Carla.