When this year’s Christmahanukwanzaakah concert was announced, I was ready to do something different.
This year I decided to (perhaps drink a beer and) sing while I play. Anyone who knows me knows that I am NOT a singer. This was going to be a potentially horrifying and humbling experience! Can you feel the sizzle?!
I grabbed the guitar chords for this song and got to work. (At the piano. I *have* had dreams during which I’m an awesome cellist, but alas. A string player I am not. (Yet.)) (I know. Some people consider the piano to be a string instrument. Potato, Potahto.)
Get this. I quickly discovered that the key was a bit too high, so I TRANSPOSED it to better suit my inner tenor canary. (I tell you this just so you know how SERIOUS I was.)
Last week I set the camera up and did a trial run. My camera picked up the piano, but not my voice. I moved the camera. Once again, piano, but no voice. I tried again while SCREAMING the song all spoken word style. No luck. With no time to work up anything else on the piano, I let my shoulders sink and decided to skip this year’s concert.
Wait. That link deserves more attention.
Click right here to be taken to this year’s concert. As always, Neil has done an amazing job of putting it all together. (Be sure to check out his contribution, too!)
Yesterday afternoon the girls came home from school and announced that they are playing Christmas songs on the piano at the school-wide assembly. This is the holiday assembly that found me crying and beating my hands against my thighs two years ago. Please know that at approximately 2:00 this afternoon, I am going to be the disaster standing in the back of the elementary school gymnasium. Immediately following the assembly I will need to get myself together so I’m not This Mom at the holiday parties. (Psst. I know he’s not a mom.)