singing

The school of the girls has something to celebrate and so they're trying to get a band together with a couple of singers.

A few years ago I was asked to participate and had a great time.
I like to sing, as long as it's within my range and with a band that knows it's capacities (and plays within these limits).

I was glad with the bandleader, who clearly knew what he was doing.
Just one glance, or a handmovement and he knew what was meant.

On occassions like that however, people are also presenting themselves who misinterpret the capability to create a huge bathroomsound for singing.

So a friend joined and was pushed forward by the bassguitarist, pressed by him, manipulated by him, praised high into the sky by him...
The song was way above her range, and she couldn't get past sounding like a crushed squirrel yelling from under a truck's tyre.

How much you try at home... without professional guidance, and a lot of time and dedication you can't get past that stage of eh... interpreting music.

At the performance she tried to sing... and left the stage in tears.

I was standing right in front of the stage, glanced shortly at the bandleader and he threw me a microphone... had the band hold the last tone... and as she stopped at: "I love you", I could only repeat: "She loves you, and you're letting her down."

After the whole performance she was praised into heaven by all sorts of people, some making clear that they admired her courage to go on stage...