Thursday, 29 May 2014

Monday, 12 May 2014

I Made The Cut!!!

I am on a multitude of websites and I enjoy visiting them frequently and/or getting updates about who has interacted with me. As I mentioned before, one of the websites I do interact most with is Twitter. They seem to really enjoy the music I post, which is what I am really into at the moment. Every once in a while someone may even add me to one of their lists. Most of the time it's something related to favorite artists that are not yet signed or artists to watch out for. Either way it's very flattering. Today I found myself on a different sort of list: My Favorite Gays. While I am honored that I was included in someone's list, I feel like a fraud. I am not gay. This is not the first person to assume I am straight-up chicks only, though. I think it's because I give off a very masculine vibe. I also think it has something to do with the fact that society still has very rigid opinions on what a female is or isn't supposed to be like. Sad that this is still our reality. But until it changes, I'll be proud to be on that list. It beats a lot of other lists I could have found myself part of.

To All The Young Dudes

Monday, 5 May 2014

Time To Sing Again!

I wonder how many people seriously believe that I am having some sort of mental breakdown. All I do lately is sing. I constantly think of songs I could sing, and whether my voice could actually do the song justice. And when I am not singing songs for the masses, I am doing karaoke courtesy of an app I got a while back. But this is me being lucid, or as lucid as I get. That in itself is kind of scary. It is an excellent stress reliever, though. And it is improving my posture, which is not as beneficial as you'd think. I will be 40 in a few short months. So gravity and I are not on speaking terms anymore. What I need is some type of boob shelf. A boob shelf and decent recording equipment. In that order.

Saturday, 3 May 2014

Big Girl You Are Beautiful (in the style of Mika)

Why You No Like?

I will never understand some people. What do I mean, you ask? Well, I am glad you asked. I have been doing an inordinate amount of singing for weeks now and I am no closer to understanding why certain songs get more play than others. I think I have looked at all the possible theories. Some older songs get better plays than new hits that came out within the last year. But there are also older songs that are all but ignored completely. It makes no sense to me. So I just sing whatever I think I can do a halfway decent job with, and leave the listening up to the listeners. It's the easiest thing to do.

Friday, 2 May 2014

Raccoons In The Attic

I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I want to grow out my hair but I hate that awful in-between stage when no style really works. Everything about my hair right now screams "I am trying to grow out my hair. Please bear with me for the next 2 or 3 months while I look like I just woke up from a coma." Usually I'd have given up before now and gotten it buzzed. But then I am left with virtually no hair, and that is not my goal. I wore my hair in a bob for years and years. I miss my bob. I miss gravity working in my favor when it came to my hair.
In honor of my current hairstyle (or lack thereof), I decided to come up with a name for the particular look I happen to be rocking right now. I like to think of this hairstyle as I Think I Heard Raccoons In The Attic. This title encompasses my life as I try to be patient enough to grow out my hair: "I laughed, I cried, I stood in a wind tunnel for the last eight hours". Oh well. At least I know it can only get better from this point on. It can't possibly get worse.