Me singing Jingle Bell Rock for charity!
for those of you that weren't on my friends list for 2002, or that may have missed other ramblings about it, the place i was a travel agent for in phoenix held auditions for a Christmas charity album. my coworkers and i recorded the album in june/july of 2002. now, i had just joined my first band at the time, The Vacant Stairs, (i sang and played guitar, stacebass played bass and trumpet, norsican played guitar, and scrumbles played accordion and other things.) and had taken part in many o karaoke contests, and had performed at several Christmas parties at work. i was mostly confident in my singing ability, though nerve-wrackingly nervous whenever i sang in front of someone for the first time.
in case i haven't told you the story 298374928 times already, the whole thing was massively nerve-wracking. the auditions were held in the president's board room, with the record producer, vice president, and another high-head-honcho sitting at the other end of the table, staring blankly at you and taking notes. the lights were bright in the board room, and as you sang, you knew that anyone waiting in the adjoining room (and the receptionist for the company) could hear you belting out your song. it was all a very surreal experience. i auditioned with "O Holy Night", which they ended up giving to someone else (after hearing HER sing it, i totally understood, but sheesh, she was cocky about it, saying she was just singing 'some song', when i had wanted to sing a song that to me was very emotional, that meant something to me, i guess.)
they called me back and said "yay, we want you! but um... would you mind terribly possibly maybe perhaps singing a different song? like jingle bell rock or little drummer boy?"
after they decided that the first one was what they really wanted on the album more, we came back to record, in the same presidential board room, in front of the same people, plus an extra guy that was working the sound. they had me sing through it twice, said they would pick the best out of the two, and sent me on my way.
a couple of months later, they called us all back to hear the final cd. this was horribly embarassing as well, as the 9 or so of us (and the same presidential people) sat around the big board table with a cd player, playing each of the songs in turn, and commenting on each of them. i was track five. i wanted to fall into a hole until it was done, having all of those people staring at me, grinning, as they heard my shaky nervous voice semi-belting out a song i had barely learned before hand. they all hooted and hollerd when they heard my voice turn sultry at the 'gliding on a one-uh-horse sleigh' portion.
we all came in to pose for a group picture for the sleeve of the cd. i remember hating so much of what went on during the recording process, as every single other person involved in the project was in this particular clique... i had been part of the clique for awhile, until i had gone through part of my MASSIVE depression that almost took my life. the ring leader, angela, ended up having to take up some of my slack at work, and suddenly, i was out of the clique. so a lot of the situation surrounding the Christmas cd was myself and a giant group of people that i felt hated me. it was high school all over again, it was.
so they sold the cds for the holidays. fast-forward to the company Christmas party. everyone that had performed on the cd was requested to perform their song for everyone. this was during a time where i hadn't drank a drop of alcohol in a long while, so there was no softening around the edges for my performance. i got up in my periwinkle dress in the brightest lights evar.... and promptly forgot the words. i made it fine through the first verse, but started repeating the first verse for the second verse, realized what i was doing, then stopped singing and grinned weakly at the audience i couldn't see through the bright lights, doing a ridiculous little dance that involved... well, it was very brady bunchy. (it was doo-woppy, though otherwise very similar to the ho-down that ashley simpson did when busted for lip synching on snl.) after getting off of the stage, i discovered that i had an odd.. stain.. on my dress, right over the crotch area, in the size of a canteloupe. yeeeesssh.