So here goes.
I have a little problem. I sing, Loudly, At the most inappropriate moments. I think it might be because I spend so much of my time around a person who doesn’t talk. Well that is a lie, I have done this my whole life- I remember being in the 1st or 2nd grade and walking around school singing to myself. In the 5th grade I was accused of having a radio in my desk- I guess I sounded pretty good if they thought I had a radio. The most recent incident was at the Draper Temple Open House. I spent 75% of the time singing (as quietly as I could, after all it was the temple). What was I singing? It was a song from “The Forgotten Carols”.
I don’t know if I am singing the correct words to the song, but I do know that- for me- they are the right words. This is what I sing to myself-
“All I ever wanted, All I ever dreamed of, Everything I am and all I ever hoped for, Couldn’t hold a candle to what I’ve been given. I’ve been given what I need.
Even when I didn’t understand, when I thought you had no heart. (La la laa la la la la la laaaa), Always giving me the better part.
All I ever wanted…………” and it just goes on and on, those same two lines over and over again, it wasn’t until I started typing it out that I realized I don’t even know the words to one part, I just la la la through it every time. HA.
So anyway, that is how I feel lately. I look back over my Adult Life, and I haven’t been given what I asked for, I have been given what I need. To tell you the truth, thinking about it now, I am pretty sure I would be currently miserable if I had been given everything that I asked for. Looking back, I can truly say that what I have been given is so much better than what I ever thought I wanted or needed.
So thank you Mr. Michael McLean! Thank you for your songs.
(And Thank you Mr. Baby for your willingness to be dressed up oddly and placed on tables so we can take pictures of you dressed up oddly.)
Now on to the real reason I have been telling you about my problem. It is because my problem has led to another problem. Since Christmas, (when we watched the DVD of the Forgotten Carols that got the song stuck in my head to begin with) I have been thinking about branching out, trying something I haven’t done in a long time. Performing…. in the Forgotten Carols. I know, I am odd, but I really have been thinking about writing to Michael McLean and asking how one goes about getting into one of his shows.
I figure that maybe, just maybe, he might remember a girl who fell off her riser (me and my chair) during the final dress rehearsal of the show in Logan in December of 1995. And even if he didn’t, maybe I will get a response saying, “Yes we are always willing to audition spectacularly funny and talented people, especially people with amazingly cute hair, such as yours”. You just never know unless you try, right? I would love to be the Nurse in the show, and be able to sing the song that has so recently touched my heart.
So what do you say? Should I try?