I Have Eating Pears and Apples

While I am not from "Nawlens" as I say, I am from fairly close - Baton Rouge. I have since left the great state of Louisiana. Although, I would not be adverse to returning. The culture is great, everyone is Catholic, and no one mispronounces my cajun last name. Maybe God will take me back down there some day. Perhaps that is where my future wife is hiding?

The real reason for this post is to tell you about this great man. Mr. Okra. A symbol of the awesomeness that is the city of New Orleans. I don't have to words to express the smile this man brings to my face, so just sit back and enjoy this one.

Talk to the Hand

Well, it was a lovely double rejection weekend.

I tried out for the a capella group last night. The audition went pretty well. I entered the room to the sound of a standing ovation. It eased my nerves a bit. We then warmed up and discovered my vocal range is a low E to F sharp. Maybe some of you music kids can tell me what that means, but I don't think it is bad.

I then sang my wonderful solo selected from Aladdin. It brought some laughs and some smiles. It was not my best performance. Not my worst, but my nerves caught hold of me and I choked on the high note.

Next was pitch matching. The head honcho played a few notes on the piano and I had to sing them back. I did well there.

For the final part, he played a chord and I had to sing the middle note. I know for a fact I got them all wrong. I probably even gave him a look of fear when he told me what to do.

With all that said, I checked my email every 10 minutes until three long hours later I got the email. It thanked me for trying out, but stated that I wasn't getting a call back.

Rejection one complete.

Second, I called the previously mentioned girl today and asked her out. She said "sure" to going on a date with me, but then gave me a bunch of excuses and said that she would have to get back to me. Take that for what you will, but unless she ever calls me back, I am counting it as a loss.

Rejection two complete.

I hope tomorrow is awesome.

Doo wop Doo wop

I have always had a passion for music. I am not sure why, but I have the uncanny ability to remember just about every song on the radio. That really surprises me because my memory is terrible - but when you put it to catchy music I can't seem to forget it.

I tried to learn guitar a few times in my life. The last two years I have stuck with it and I still suck. I just don't have the talent or creativity to make music. Since I have no formal music or music theory training, I can only imitate what I hear. That doesn't turn out to well when trying to become a talented musician.

For the most part my guitar has fallen to the wayside in the last couple of months. I have been distracted with girl problems and school. But last weekend in DC I discovered a talent I wasn't aware that I had - I can sing. Apparently I can sing pretty well.

I wowed everyone with my metro ride serenades of "My Girl," "You've Lost that Loving Feeling," and "A Whole New World." After one of the girls on the trip learned of my a capella magic, she encouraged me to audition for an all male a capella group on campus. She knew a few guys it in, and told me that I rocked. So why not eh?

On my campus there are several a capella groups. Some of them are good, some of them...well, some of them don't require auditions. We have a very famous group on campus and I consider them the varsity group. I am trying out for the JV group. They are good, but not famous over the USA like the other guys.

I doubted my ability to get in all this week as I practiced. But tonight, I asked a guy from the parish who is a voice music major to help me. After practicing with me for an hour he assured me that I was better than some of the guys in the group. Funny thing eh? It turns out I have a talent.

The audition is tomorrow night. I am going to suit up and amaze them with my glowing personality to make up for any defects in my voice. Saint Cecilia, pray for me.