Can you Sing?

Do I sing? Yes

Should I sing? No

My singing usually drives dogs away for miles and has been know to kill small birds. :rolleyes:



However, a woman that can sing is one of my biggest turn-ons. :cool:
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
My voice quality works best with a sultry, soulful type of tune. I sang first soprano in college but now I enjoy the lower tones.
Just when I though you couldn't get any hotter...
 
cheerful_deviant said:
I think you're right... I don't. :eek:
Hmmm you may be right CD... BTW... those boots are really really you...... :D
 
I quit singing when the local office of the M.S.P.C.A. threatened to sue me for cruelty to animals. They claimed my singing was causing the dogs in the next county to howl.

Cat
 
I record my own tracks. However, most of my tracks have no vocals.
 
I think music is my true vanity. For me, losing my voice is my worst nightmare next to losing my family. I have always been good and hoep to always be good. I was the star soloist in my high school choir, the church I was baptized in started a choir for me, and I was hand groomed for the stage in college. None of that made me as happy as singing karaoke and being the star while still being able to go home and snuggle the kids and not have the stress of a VERY public career.
On Wednesday I went to karaoke and a local rapper asked me for my number. Not b/c he was trying to pick me up, but b/c Southwest Entertainment is looking for back up vocalists for their rappers and he wanted to give them my name and number. I gave it to him, but was very emphatic that I wasn't interested in anything that would force me to travel away from my kids.
Music is something that was always very easy for me.
I sing Evanescence really well also Bonnie Rait, Jewel, and Sarah Maclachlan. Just two weeks ago I guess I shocked a girl in the audience at karaoke, b/c she felt compelled to buy me drinks all night for sounding like Deniece Williams when I sang Let's hear it for the Boy.
Mainly when I do karaoke I sing songs that are fun. THe first time I did it, back in April, I won the contest by singing Redneck woman. It wasn't suited to my voice, but I can sell a song.:D.
I adore a man who can carry a tune. My Hubby can'tr but my daughter can and does sing all the time. The 15 month old remains to be seen. right now he's proffessionally adorable.
 
I am a complete and total sucker for a woman with a voice.

My HS girlfriend had (and has) a Broadway voice - Evita, Eliza Doolittle, you name it, she can sing it. When we were in college, no longer together, we were in a musical revue based largely on Aint' Misbehavin, and she sang Keepin' Out of Mischief. Just thinking about it, I melt. If I could spend half my life listening to her sing and the other half in each others' arms...

I've been in lots of musicals, but mostly I talk a good song. If it can be carried by character, I'm okay. If I'm part of the chorus, I can find my notes. If I've got to really sing, I'm totally shot.

God! I'd love to be able to make beautiful noise! To be able to carry a lead in a Broadway musical, even on a local level - what a trip!
 
Yes, I can sing.

Used to be part of the church praise team. I also sang to my husband at our wedding. It's been a long time since I've sang in front of anyone.
 
ugh.

I love singing...I love to hear singing. I sing loud in the car. I sing with i-tunes at work (now that I have my own space alone).

BUT singing with or in front of people...is such a tender subject.
Some of the most humiliating times in my life are around singing.
 
lilredjammies said:
I sang for quite a while in choirs and such, but after three years of humiliation at the hands of my ex, I am now extremely shy about singing in front of others. Basically, if I'm happy and alone, I'm singing. I've got a pretty limited range in the alto/contralto area, and I can sing the hell out of torch songs. My favorite is "Cry Me A River." I honestly don't think I could do a poor job on that song...

*HUGS* Jammies.

Wnat me to visit your ex, with my nunchucks? ;)
 
rgraham666 said:
*HUGS* Jammies.

Wnat me to visit your ex, with my nunchucks? ;)

Shall I join you? I have a toy or two I would just love to introduce to him. :devil:

Cat
 
dark-glasses said:
Some of the most humiliating times in my life are around singing.

Humiliating stories from singing? I have a few of those.

When I was hitting puberty I thought I could sing. So to prove to everyone that I could sing I popped on my friends headphones and belted out some song by Boys II Men. Everyone laughed and I blushed.

I thought I could serinade a girl into saying yes (going on a date, get your head out of the gutter). I sang some sappy love song to her and she asked me if I was serious. I said yes and she laughed.

While singing my oldest to sleep she held my mouth shut and told me never to do it again. Not so much, but still funny. Off-set by the fact that my youngest wants me to sing her to sleep.

I walk around with my headphones on and get carried away in a song. Usually only singing a certain part and trying to match tone. I get a lot of eye-rolls and people just staring at me and rude requests to shut up (my wife).

The main one that I'm really embarassed about was when I in some school play. My music teacher was having auditions and noticed I wasn't singing. She made me sing after class and gave me a solo. I got on stage and for got the song. Everyone in the show was ticked off at me.
 
Honey123 said:
I can sing.

I was on stage...once for a charity benefit (my aunt used to write songs for a very famous R&B music label) and once for a beauty pageant.

My whole family sings ~ my mom and two of her sisters recorded a record once.

I always wanted to have singing lessons to improve my range, but never did it. Never had time, I guess and now, I feel it's too late.

I wish American Idol was around when I was 20...I would have had no problem trying for an audition.

Yup, yup ... been there, done that ...

The whole "singing at beauty pageants" and all that jazz.
Traveled with a group all over the USA and both Venzuela and Australia when I was in high school. I was convinced that when I grew up, I would be a world famous singer and everyone would buy my albums.

Eh ... didn't quite get there. :confused:

Now my nine year old daughter is heading in that direction ... the whole "getting an agent" and all that jazz. Am just hanging on for the ride to see where it will take us.

No American Idol for me (although I too wouldn't have had a problem trying out)
Maybe my daughter will get a shot one day.

----> Dreaming <-----
 
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that was stoopid....

remind me not to post gut spilling info to people who really are not close friends and do not give a flying leap.
 
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My voice broke and I can't fix it

When I was young, a very long time ago, I was a boy treble.

I wasn't very musical but I could sing along in a group of others. I lived in a place that had a cathedral, went to a school that was linked to the Church of England, and so I was invited to join the Cathedral Choir on major occasions to add volume, if not quality. One of those occasions was the visit of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II so I can claim that I sang before The Queen.

She wouldn't have noticed. I was just another not so small boy in the choir.

Because I had sung in a Cathedral Choir, the next school thought I might be a useful addition to their musical events. Again, I was passable in a group but never good enough to sing a line alone. Despite that I was the understudy for one of the 'Three Little Maids' in Gilbert and Sullivan's Mikado. They must have been desperate. Apart from lack of musical ability I was very large for my age and playing rugby with boys four years older than me. I was taller and much heavier than the tenor hero. There was nothing 'little' about the young Og. Luckily for the school and for me I wasn't needed to stand-in for the 'little maid'. I, and others, sang off-stage to back the voices of those on-stage who could sign, act and look the part of Japanese young ladies.

Shortly afterwards my voice broke. It deepened and kept going. On a good day I could reach the high notes of a full bass. On a bad day I couldn't. My voice was a Basso Profundo. My musical ability was still suspect and I couldn't reach the high notes so, most of the time, I sung an octave below the bass line. If that became too low I skipped up to the bass line at the point at which most basses run out of steam because they can't produce power and volume on the low notes.

Again I was useful in a group singing role because I could add to the bottom notes. When I was singing an octave lower (and loudly) I was obvious. 'Too b****y obvious' as my wife commented when I came to her girls' school Christmas carol concert and the male parents were asked to sing. My wife was a teacher and assisted at their musical events. She was asked several times that evening 'Was that your husband singing?' She was gritting her teeth by the time we went home.

I like singing in Church when the organist is really letting their hair down with the low notes. Then I'm not so obvious. Now I tend to sing only at the large Church events. At funerals and weddings I try to keep a low profile unless the singing is so weak and pathetic that something needs to be done. If I sing one verse that usually encourages the others to try to drown me out.

Don't ask me to sing unless you and I have had sufficient alcohol to deaden the critical senses.

Og
 
Can't sing to save my life, which surprises a lot of people who know me and my family. *shrugs* Some things you inherit, some you don't.
 
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