Friday, July 12, 2013

Flaunting Fiction Friday

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, "Kareoke?"

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 hubby 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 kareoke 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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Gail said...


Pearl said...

Nicely done, Eva!



The Dose of Reality said...

Bwahahaha. THAT. IS. AWESOME!! Hahahaha. In my heart, I can belt it out...but in reality, I fear I would be deemed singing impaired, too! Thank goodness we're bloggers! :D --Lisa

fishducky said...

From another singing-impaired individual--I love your book!!

Stephen Hayes said...

I am totally singing impaired. Can't carry a tune to save my soul.

Xae Nafew said...

I am totally singing impaired too! But I always knew it...heheh.

Pat said...

Who cares if you can't carry a tune? Singing is good for the soul! Sing your heart out girlfriend!

Tiny little reveries said...

That's funny! I'm singing impaired too. Once I tried soothing my son when he was crying in the car (as a baby) and I was driving. So I started singing. He didn't stop crying until I stopped.

Eva Gallant said...

Gail: Thanks

Pearl: I appreciate it.

Lisa: Mr. Eva would definitely say that I'm better at blogging than singing!

fishducky: I'm so glad you are enjoying my book!

Stephen: But you have so many other talents!!

Xae: We are definitley handicapped.

Pat: I do, but Mr. Eva laughs at me; and in the car, he immediately turns on the radio!

Tiny: It's comforting to know that I'm not alone in reducing my child to tears!

Ann Cordner said...

When my husband was alive he helped a friend render the outside of his house. This friend also happens to be a well know drummer who has worked with most of the best singers in the world. Now my husband had been "diagnosed" as tone deaf by another musician friend of ours and when Gilson heard him belt out "Starry, Starry Night" he politely commented that his singing "was very determined"! So my question to you is, are you also a determined singer?

Sue said...

Such a cute story. And it explains to me why those contestants on American Idol can be so out of tune and still think they are terrific!

My daughter is pretty tone deaf, and I just tell her to sing anyway. She enjoys it!


Eva Gallant said...

Ann: I am definitely a determined singer! lol

Sue: I'm glad I'm not the only bad singer out there!

River said...

I'm singing impaired too, so I sing very quietly when no one is around. If I sing too loud flowers die and dogs leave town.....

Karen and Gerard said...

I am glad my mom was honest with me and let me know early on I had no singing ability--can't carry a tune. I do make up my own tunes sometimes thinking that way whatever comes out is right because it's MINE, I just made it up!

Eva Gallant said...

Karen: I may have to follow your example!

River: I know the feeling!

TSRH said...

Ms. Eva

Loved this....and feel your pain as a fellow wannabe crooner!

Unknown Mami said...

You know, you and I would make a perfect duet team. We could take our act on the road. No one would want to listen, we could hand out earplugs.

nancygrayce said...

I am singing impaired too, but love to sing.

Nice to "meet" you!

Eva Gallant said...

TSRH: It's nice to know I'm not alone!

Mami: We might make a fortune as a novelty act! America's Got Talent, here we come!

NancyGrayce: Thanks for dropping by; come back soon!