Singin' my heart out
Aug. 27th, 2004 01:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinkpixie0621Okay…so for all those inquiring minds, here’s the karaoke story:
2 weeks ago, Aug. 12 (Mackers was performing, so I didn’t have to stay for the show), I’m driving home and I get a phone call from Gene. He, Dad, and Shannon are at “The Place”: a restaurant/bar up off Sandy Plains Road, and hey, there’s a karaoke contest, so![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
captnsparrow and I should hurry up and get up there!
I swing by and pick upcaptnsparrow, and we head up. Every Thursday, they pick 5 people to compete in the finals at the end of the month. That night, I sang “Come to my Window” (Melissa Etheridge), “Walking on Broken Glass” (Annie Lennox), “That’s What I Like About You” (Tricia Yearwood), “Just a Girl” (No Doubt), and “Gold Dust Woman” (Fleetwood Mac)…which, by the way, I have been looking for since Kelley told me about 3 years ago that I should sing it. I’m not sure which of my songs got me in the finals, but I made it. So did my dad, probably with his rendition of “Mack the Knife,” which in my humble and totally biased opinion, he sings better than anyone except maybe Bobby Darin. Maybe.
Side note…captnsparrow didn’t make it to the finals, but he did do a hilarious and totally crowd-pleasing version of “Rainbow Connection” in Kermit voice. Hee!
So I wasn’t sure I could even get to The Place the night of the finals, because I had a performance of “The Tempest.” But, Dad and Shannon went by on Tuesday night (they have karaoke on both Tuesday and Thursday), and asked the KJ, Gator, what the deal was. Gator told them that the contest didn’t even get going until 9:30, and he’d make sure I went late in the rotation. Okay…fine…I’ll be there.
BOLT as soon as “Tempest” is over…well, after saying hi to Kel andAllison, Cathy and Charles, and Amanda, who’ve all come to see the show. (Hey…smiths_hammer and forestblend…missed seeing you!!!) Get there, there are 21 contestants, #12 is singing, I’m #15. Get some water, catch my breath, and get up to sing. I picked “That’s What I Like About You”, since it’s a catchy, fun tune that I know and I can sing even though I’m feeling a bit under the weather. My dad had already sung by the time I got there. I get up there and just give it my all…belt the heck out of the song, throw in as much personality and “cutesyness” as I can. Settle in for the other folks who have to sing. A couple of them are really good. There’s one guy who gets up to do “Dancing Queen” and is horrible, but a total ham. There’s a girl who really vamps it up…too bad all the judges are female. The last guy looks like Charles Manson meets Yoko-era John Lennon. Creepy. He places third…WTF? He wasn’t THAT good. The other two guys that place first and second I didn’t actually hear, but my dad said the guy who placed second was really good. The one who placed first, however, Shannon and the Cap’n saw smooching on the judges!!!
RIGGED!
Ugh.
I really shouldn’t get so excited about stuff like this, or get so disappointed when I don’t win, or at least place. But, cripes, I do this for a living. I studied voice in college. And I don’t mean to toot my own horn (TOOT!) but I really think I did better than most of the people I heard last night. Granted, I didn’t hear a good half of the singers, but c’mon. Neither my Dad nor I placed at all!? Yeah, it’s just a big ol’ popularity contest.
But ya know what? I had fun, and I know I sang well, and I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s just a stupid karaoke contest.
Speaking of which…I think it’s nigh time for another karaoke party. Yeah, I should plan one…in my copious amounts of free time…. ;)
2 weeks ago, Aug. 12 (Mackers was performing, so I didn’t have to stay for the show), I’m driving home and I get a phone call from Gene. He, Dad, and Shannon are at “The Place”: a restaurant/bar up off Sandy Plains Road, and hey, there’s a karaoke contest, so
captnsparrow and I should hurry up and get up there!I swing by and pick up
captnsparrow, and we head up. Every Thursday, they pick 5 people to compete in the finals at the end of the month. That night, I sang “Come to my Window” (Melissa Etheridge), “Walking on Broken Glass” (Annie Lennox), “That’s What I Like About You” (Tricia Yearwood), “Just a Girl” (No Doubt), and “Gold Dust Woman” (Fleetwood Mac)…which, by the way, I have been looking for since Kelley told me about 3 years ago that I should sing it. I’m not sure which of my songs got me in the finals, but I made it. So did my dad, probably with his rendition of “Mack the Knife,” which in my humble and totally biased opinion, he sings better than anyone except maybe Bobby Darin. Maybe.Side note…
captnsparrow didn’t make it to the finals, but he did do a hilarious and totally crowd-pleasing version of “Rainbow Connection” in Kermit voice. Hee!So I wasn’t sure I could even get to The Place the night of the finals, because I had a performance of “The Tempest.” But, Dad and Shannon went by on Tuesday night (they have karaoke on both Tuesday and Thursday), and asked the KJ, Gator, what the deal was. Gator told them that the contest didn’t even get going until 9:30, and he’d make sure I went late in the rotation. Okay…fine…I’ll be there.
BOLT as soon as “Tempest” is over…well, after saying hi to Kel andAllison, Cathy and Charles, and Amanda, who’ve all come to see the show. (Hey…
smiths_hammer and forestblend…missed seeing you!!!) Get there, there are 21 contestants, #12 is singing, I’m #15. Get some water, catch my breath, and get up to sing. I picked “That’s What I Like About You”, since it’s a catchy, fun tune that I know and I can sing even though I’m feeling a bit under the weather. My dad had already sung by the time I got there. I get up there and just give it my all…belt the heck out of the song, throw in as much personality and “cutesyness” as I can. Settle in for the other folks who have to sing. A couple of them are really good. There’s one guy who gets up to do “Dancing Queen” and is horrible, but a total ham. There’s a girl who really vamps it up…too bad all the judges are female. The last guy looks like Charles Manson meets Yoko-era John Lennon. Creepy. He places third…WTF? He wasn’t THAT good. The other two guys that place first and second I didn’t actually hear, but my dad said the guy who placed second was really good. The one who placed first, however, Shannon and the Cap’n saw smooching on the judges!!!RIGGED!
Ugh.
I really shouldn’t get so excited about stuff like this, or get so disappointed when I don’t win, or at least place. But, cripes, I do this for a living. I studied voice in college. And I don’t mean to toot my own horn (TOOT!) but I really think I did better than most of the people I heard last night. Granted, I didn’t hear a good half of the singers, but c’mon. Neither my Dad nor I placed at all!? Yeah, it’s just a big ol’ popularity contest.
But ya know what? I had fun, and I know I sang well, and I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s just a stupid karaoke contest.
Speaking of which…I think it’s nigh time for another karaoke party. Yeah, I should plan one…in my copious amounts of free time…. ;)
