My Big Break
For years and years I have been THAT girl, you know the one. The girl that no matter what song comes on the radio or just happens to be playing in my head, I can’t help but sing along. I walk into rooms singing for no reason. I hum in public and bust my lungs in the shower. Coach Davis (or D squared as the HTV allum now refer to him) has predicted my future as a Showboat Branson Bell star, while my brother is convinced my only fame will be as a YouTube sensation.. and not the good kind. My friends all get annoyed beyond belief at my constant singing and make fun of me for it on a daily basis.. But look whose laughing now!
I officially have my first solo gig! A three hour set at Bair’s All American Bar and Grill this Thursday, be there or be.. not there. No promo intended, I just thought I’d get off my chest the relief/fear I’ve been feeling ever since Tim Bair the owner of Bair’s asked me if I’d be interested in playing live on Thursday nights.
As soon as he asked, my head screamed a profane yes, but I sucked that down and said calmly.. “Why not?” with a shrug and a ginormous smile. That was last month and now the week has come and I’m about to lose my mind.
Now I know a 5 foot 3 inch 18 year old playing with a cheap acoustic in a sketchy bar in the middle of Republic “Misery” isn’t exactly Carrie at the Opry, but I can’t help dreaming that it’s stunningly close.
I’m getting there. Slowly but surely. I’ve got callouses and a Facebook Event to prove it. Better check “attending”. Cause one day, Lord I hope, you’ll have to pay to attend :)
