I was reading back on my blog from yesterday and realize how that article didn't flow. But I hope you can catch my drift. :)
Lately, I have been in a musical mode. I need a piano. I had to give up my very first piano when moving to Huntersville (then to Charlotte). It's my very first instrument, my very first musical love. I wouldn't say that without it, I'm nothing. But it is a source of creativeness for me. You know, sometimes when I'm in this mode, I randomly start singing. I guess some people can relate. And there's my guitar. I don't always like to play it because my fingers get calloused. But it sometimes motivates me to try bar chords and to do rifts and strumming patterns.
I rented "High School Musical" and watched it for the very first time. It... was cute. I wouldn't say it's my favorite but I could see how teens and tweens can really like this movie. But they got some good numbers and moves and for a Disney (somewhat) original, it's pretty darn good. Some folks compare it to another modern-day Romeo and Juliet. I would say it's closed to Grease but even Grease is compared to Romeo and Juliet. Or West Side Story. (What is that Santana song with that one R&B guy? Maria Maria! with Wyclef Jean, whoever he is...) :) By theway, does anybody know what musical they were trying out for?
I realize how much I missed musicals and being in one. My high school did a whole bunch, about two a year. One for the big school play and usually a Sr. play. I kept all the programs. I think I was only in two of them: The Music Man (I played flute in "The Pit") and I was an Oompa Loompa in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I wish I was more energenic because I realize how much I need to express myself and dance and sing. Maybe those days are gone...
I used to sing alto in a church choir for a little while. It actually gets a little old singing the same stuff over and over. Don't get me wrong, I do like Amazing Grace and Come Thou Fount, and some arrangements of other Christian songs. But I guess I'm used to high school choir where we sang like super hard stuff. (I was in a Women's Chorale for a semester. The chorus director said I sang louder than those who have been in chorus for a long time. Good old marching band. Taught me how to suck it up and use my wind!) I mean, the high school chorus wasn't the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, but we sang some hard stuff.
I was telling my dad that he and mom should have enrolled me into voice and singing lessons. This is something you may not know... In the first grade, I used to sing in the bathroom. My teacher had to call me down a few times. During parent/teacher conference, my teacher told my parents that I was a happy child. I'm still a happy child, for the most part. And I was always singing in the house. Or singing a tune I learned from piano lessons. Ahhh, those were the good old days. :)
Well, enough about my musical rantings. I won't be famous but at least I have an outlet for creativity.
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