Something that most people don’t know about me, is that I am completely tone deaf. I can not carry a tune in a bucket. This is ironic because I really love music. I love all types of music – if it’s listed in the music category, I’ll listen to it. I think everyone would agree that the best part of listening to music, is being able to sing or dance to it. Again, very little talent in both of these categories.
So very little talent that, one of the most mortifying moments of my life as a tween involved singing. My sister happens to be an awesome singer, and when we were kids she would spend a lot of time singing Broadway musicals to me. I was her biggest fan, I remember sitting on her bed listening to her for hours in amazement. Being the supportive older sister that she was, she would encourage me to sing with her. She would assure me I just needed a little confidence – that I could sing just as well as she could.
I argued that I really had tone deafness, that I really could not sing…at all. But love is blind and she refused to believe I wasn’t able to do something that came so easily for her. One day after school she told me that the musical group she was in was having auditions. She was going to sign me up and I was going to try out. She was so insanely excited – she was going to coach me and teach me to sing!
Nope – terrible idea. Like the worst idea in the history of bad ideas. I had no idea what to do, I didn’t want to let her down.
After many hours of practice – I was no closer to being a great singer. The night before the tryouts I remembered praying I would wake up sick, or I would break my leg on the way to the bus. None of that came true and before I knew it I was in the music room. They told her she had to wait in the hall, that she might make me nervous. Seriously? As I squeaked my way through America the Beautiful, I was positive I was going to die of embarrassment. I remember the looks of shock and horror on my sister’s friends faces. None of them could believe that I could actually be that bad. It was awful, so so awful.
But there was a silver lining – my sister finally believed me that I was tone deaf.
Fast forward many many years. My love of music has not faded, in fact it has grown immensely! So it should come as no surprise that one of my favorite movies is Pitch Perfect. Every time I watch it, I get to live vicariously through the cast – pretending that I can really sing too. Aside from the movie having the funniest cast I have ever watched, the girls can really sing. As I sing along, I may not be pitch perfect but I can turn the music up loud enough to drown out the sound of my voice!
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