Sunday, May 28, 2006

 

Hold on to Your Ears

One thing that sinks when I am sick with a cold is that my singing voice goes to pot.

This morning's rendition of "I believe I can fly" ended almost before it began. I was unable to hit the high note in "fly" and so I stopped. Some would say that I never really can reach the high notes in that or any other song, but I ignore those people. I have mentioned here before that I am a great shower singer. I am available for any shower gigs you may need.

And, I don't actually need to know that lyrics of the song to make it my own. Actually, without being burdened by the "original" words, the song is transformed by me into a deeper, more personal experience.

Take for example "Hey Jude." Everyone has heard the song sung as the Beatles sang it. But, only a select few have heard my version, which is an ode to Raymond. And, I feel like that needs to change. I have considered recording it myself, but I think Paris Hilton may actually be able to pull it off the way I intend it. And, that would save me from having to deal with the trappings of celebrity.

Comments:
Somehow I figured that with your distaste for showering that you wouldn't be a big shower singer. That's one thing I like about this blog: the little surprises.
 
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