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Karaoke Queen

"Microphone" by Master isolated images /

“Microphone” by Master isolated images /

There are few times in my life when I am totally, completely, blissfully happy. Last night was one of them.  I was supposed to come home by 10:30 last night.  I got home by midnight.  I’ll bet my students would be shocked to know I actually have a nightlife – and on school nights, at that!

I love to sing.  I love to sing many types of songs, from country to musicals, rock to pop, R & B, etc.  I love being with other people who love to sing, too – they’re my theater peeps from the summer musical I was just in – and we’ve even begun singing duets together.  This week Dan and I swapped songs so that we could sing each other’s duets: he learned “Come What May” from Moulin Rouge for me, and I learned “Suddenly Seymour” from Little Shop of Horrors for him.  We totally rocked them both.

I love coming out to Coop’s Den.  After about 5 more times in a row, I think I’ll officially be a “regular.”  I like the atmosphere — it’s fairly quiet; we’re really the only crowd, and we have the karaoke mostly to ourselves.  Also, the place is cozy, with pleasant staff and casual appearance.  An added plus is that it’s not a sports bar, so I don’t have to wait around an extra hour or two because the football game just went into overtime.   Plus.  . . the DJ is awesome, and we have a nice fat book of songs to choose from (although the most recent options are probably 5 or so years old).

I sang my heart out last night.  Tried some new songs: “I Might Hate Myself in the Morning” by Lee Ann Womack “Memory”  from Cats, “Goodnight My Someone” from Music Man, “Unbreak My Heart” by Toni Braxton, and my two duets that I mentioned earlier.  And I closed with one of my best: “Love Is A Battlefield” by Pat Benatar.  Last night we had some new ladies in the crowd who claimed to have never done karaoke before and boogied like crazy to all of the fast songs.  The crowd really seemed to enjoy my closer, but by that time we’d all had some drinks and were feelings pretty good.

I love the feeling of being up there singing, then trying to learn a new song, and later seat-singing and swaying to the classics that my fellow warblers warble.  And everyone in our group is a good singer, so there’s no need to cover up.  It’s hard to leave when you’re having such a good time, and there’s that one more song you want to try.  Yesterday I decided to just start at the beginning of the book, looking for songs I thought I could handle, and ending up somewhere in the “C”s or “D”s. I’m not sure.  And people say that I’m good.  Maybe I’m starved for compliments or attention or appreciation, or who knows what, but I tell you, there is nothing like the genuine feeling that your work/your art is appreciated.

So, am I tired now?  Yes.  Wednesdays are awfully, awfully, long and somewhat painful days — I just now finished off most of my last pint of frozen custard — and losing sleep does not really help the situation.  But was it worth it?  I sure thought so last night!  My late night serenading is something I’ve come to look forward to all week long, and I think I’ve finally found an addiction that could actually improve my life.

And driving home, I was already thinking about what I was going to sing next week. . . .

“You Light Up”

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I’ve now been told twice that I light up when I talk about the musical.  What does this mean?  My career counselor told me that when he first met me and began our session that he felt a deep sadness from me. And that later, when I talked about the musical I was trying out for, I lit up and that my beautiful smile shone through.

At the funeral this past week, my aunt commented the same thing — that I must be happy about getting a part in the musical because I lit up when I talked about it.

I was struck by this and intrigued.  Both of them described me as “lit up”.  What does that mean?

I want to be “lit up” always!  I don’t want to be sad.  Or angry.  I don’t want to be an energy drainer.  I want to strengthen and grow with those around me.  I want to encourage, not depress.

I just read a fantastic quote today by Joseph Campbell: “I say, follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.”  And then: “If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Wherever you are — if you are following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within you, all the time.”

I am following my bliss; I am finally doing what I’ve always wanted to do — singing, acting, and dancing in a musical!  And I am so happy!  Scared. Nervous. . . but HAPPY!  Which doors will this lead me to?

More from Joseph Campbell and foundation about following your bliss. . .


In This Moment

One of the best feelings in the world

is the spring or summer nap,

lying in bed with almost nothing on,

the sun streaming through the window and bathing your body in light,

blankets carelessly draped across you,

and a light breeze gently caressing your back.

Warmth and a bliss are all you know.

There is no cold. There is no darkness.

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