Tale of woh woh woh...
grew up singing. I sang in the car, bath, with the
record player, for the family. Once I discovered I could make
noise with these pipes, I didn't stop.
I sang with the Nepean Youth Choir, Central Children's Choir,
every school I went to, I was in the choir.
I grew up and got a car and sang in it a lot. You do get used
to people looking at you when you are wailing away in your
car at a stoplight! Finally, I got old enough to go to bars.
first bar I went to that wasn't a dance bar with drunken friends
that I had to drive home, (argh!) was a bar that had Karaoke.
It took me 6 weeks to decide that I had enough guts to hold
a microphone and sing into it. That was the hard part... the
like a fairy tale, the spell was broken, I was suddenly going
to karaoke 3 and 4 times a week, and more often when I wasn't
Love to sing, love karaoke.
I became addicted but have not enrolled in the 12 step program
as I have no wish to be rehabilitated.
I have put the addiction under some control, and hopefully
will be able to capitalize on my habit. (ok just to feed the