2 trips to the Double Door Inn in the past 6 days - can we say, I like this bar (please do NOT begin singing Toby Keith now). This is decidedly my "new favorite old bar" or however we worked that out. Mandy has agreed to be my support system for my lounge singing debut; however I don't even have a song picked out yet.
Sproule, Tony Diamond and Jessica (we need to get her a nickname) have agreed to come out and support my debut as well, but for the price of free admission and cocktails all night...yeah that's going to happen! On Saturday night Mike, the attentive and personable bartender, said he'd put Ms. Smith on the list... and he did! I felt like a rock star when I arrived with my fan club waiting and my name actually on the list.
So when the great Bill Hanna took a break I stopped him and said, I want to be a singer and Mike told me I have to talk to you. He very politely blew me off and told me to take his class at CPCC but it's full this semester. Than he gave me an ear test - which of these two notes is lower - DA or DA (can YOU tell the difference?). But I passed the ear test and he told me if I picked a song and we practiced maybe I could sing. And then he went to mingle with his admiring fans.
A few drinks and a couple of sets later, he meandered back over to us, and Jim the drummer (whom Mandy had been chatting up for the past 20 minutes) tells Bill I want to sing, so he asks me what songs I know. None. I realize I don't know any songs all the way through. An exasperated Bill tells me to learn some songs - Do I know Ray Charles - Georgia? Yes, I actually do (sort of) and he agrees to let me sing during the 3rd (or was it 4th) set. And then 5 minutes later (I am very excited by the way) some guy named Amari gets up and sings Georgia. I mean, really sings Georgia. It was incredible and way better than I ever could have attempted.
So later (next break) Bill says, I think we already played your song. So now he feels bad for me and agrees to let me come to his office for 15 minutes next Tuesday and learn what Key I sing in and we can practice "Misty." Have I mentioned I don't even know this song...now I have homework, from a Bar!
So next Thursday maybe I'll see you at the Double Door (and I'll be a little misty...)
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