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Friday, January 11, 2013

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The End of a Musical Career

In a conversation with my daughter-in-law last night, I mentioned that I had picked up a new pastime during my retirement. Kristen thought about it for a minute and said, "Karaoke?"

When I stopped laughing long enough to catch my breath, I said, "No. Blogging."

You might not think that was so funny unless you've heard me sing. I love to sing; as a 'tween (10, 11, 0r 12 year-old) I devoured Hit Parade magazine. The lyrics to all the current songs were in it, and I learned them all and loved to sing along with my record player. (I'm referring to the era before 8-tracks, cassette tapes, stereophonic sound, and CDs!) I had all the 45 rpm records, including Elvis, Connie Francis, Bobby Rydell, and Fat's Domino.Vocalizing was so much fun to me.

Back in the seventies, I even performed on stage in a community theater production of the musical, "Godspell." The fact that my physician at the time, Dr. George Bostwick, who had been in the audience, later commented that I had "so much personality on stage that no one even noticed your voice" should have given me pause.

A few years later, when I sang to my then four-year-old son Eric as I was tucking him in his bed, "Are You Lonesome Tonight?' I assumed he was crying because my rendition was so touching.

It wasn't until 1984, shortly after I married Mr. Eva (yep, husband number 2) that I learned the truth: I am singing impaired! At least that was what he called my affliction. It's been a rude awakening, and I now only sing along with music from the 50's on satellite radio when I'm ALONE in my car. . . which is why the notion of me taking up karaoke was such a hoot!

The sad thing is, being singing impaired does not qualify one for disability benefits, either, which could eventually leave one tone deaf AND destitute.

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The above is one of many essays or posts that appear in my ebook

 "Wrestling With Retirement."

The collection includes approximately 90 of my favorites, and they might become your favorites, too.

To take a look at my book, click here.       If you buy it for your Kindle, I promise you'll get plenty of chuckles.  The selections are from three and a half years of blogging, that's 1,230 posts!  Many are from 2009 and 2010--which is probably before you became a regular visitor!  All you need to spend is $2.99 to catch up on the posts you missed!  (And heaven knows I could use a supplement to my social security!)

EVA

10 comments:

Brian Miller said...

ha lack of singing talent as a disability...i know some that should qualify, just saying...smiles...

when are you going to write us a longer story again?

Stephen Hayes said...

I can't carry a note and have always envied people who could sing, or even thought they could. I say go for it to show your joy with life, and if others don't like it...too bad!

Jeannine Breton said...

Oh Eva, you can not be good at everything !!!

Vicki M. Taylor said...

Eva, what a hoot! I can't sing at all, although people are always trying to get me to do Karaoke with them. I just can't carry a tune if I had a bucket. Found you on SITS.

loonysuse said...

Try Country Roads by John Denver. Everybody sounds good.

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Al Penwasser said...

YOU'RE singing impaired? Good golly, I sing like a fog horn.
Let's put it this way. I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket with six handles and the Boston Celtics to help me.

Christine said...

That's hilarious! I can't carry a tune either, unless I'm in the shower or my car :-)

Pat said...

Who cares if you sing off tune? If it makes you happy, do it! Although maybe you shouldn't sing around little kids if it makes them cry! Ha ha!

Sue said...

My daughter is singing impaired as well. In fact, she is tone deaf. Yet I have encouraged her to sing to her heart's content. Why not, right?

Happily, she sings all the time, because she loves to.

=)