I had the pleasure of catching up with my friend Tracy over lunch. I met Tracy when I first starting dating The Fella. The Fella and Tracy’s fella play in a band together (http://www.crawlinkingsnakes.com) and the first time I attended one of his shows (in the official capacity of “band girlfriend”) Tracy and I hit it off instantly. Tracy and her fella also play in a band together (http://www.beyondthecage.net) -- let me tell you, this woman can ROCK!
Unfortunately I have absolutely NO musical aptitude whatsoever. The only thing I can play is the stereo. I also was not blessed with a singing voice. People kindly refer to me as “tone deaf” – what they really mean is that my voice can peel paint off the walls. Karaoke hosts are always thrilled by my unadulterated enthusiasm to participate (I usually hand in three-four song requests at the beginning of the night). Then, after I am called up for the first time they mysteriously lose the other request slips and avoid eye contact with me.
People asked me why I have no inhibitions when it comes to karaoke (usually upon hearing me “sing”). The way I see it is:
a) I am aware that I am daft
b) I am aware of my serenading short-comings
c) I am a rock and roll star only in my head
d) I am OK with others being aware of this