She walks into the bar and seems out of place. She has a designer bag strapped across her shoulder and matching shoes. Her clothing did not come from any discount store and maybe were custom made. But all this wealth is not something she flaunts. She has an amazing natural beauty that outshines any label she could wear.
She smiles at the bartender and goes to a booth near the back. All she is there for is a beer and a chance to sing some karaoke. This is her once a month drug. The music, the beer and the audience all fuel the memories of lost chances. She gave it all up when he asker her to marry him. In return she has gotten so much, but still longs for things she used to have.
She takes the last drink of her beer setting a tip on the table and starts to head for home. Another night of downhome fun sure beats the solitude she lives every day up on the hill.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – flaunt
Ike and Tina Turner, INXS, Idina Menzel, Imagine Dragons… I Am A Rock, I Got You Babe, If I Were A Rich Man, I Can See For Miles… instruments, idol, Into The Woods, impresario… impressive items each one.
I was brave at one time. Brave or stupid, I am not sure which. I inflicted my voice on a room full of strangers. And I did it more than once even! I am sorry world! A dear friend of mine was a super singer and liked to do karaoke. She felt bad making her husband always go with her, and her son got busy with college, so she asked me to join her one night.
It took me a couple weeks before I stood behind the microphone, and then I was not alone. I made my friend sing with me so I wouldn’t sound so bad. She said I had a good voice, but I was so quiet. I went several more nights out with her and got the courage (liquid or otherwise) to sing alone.
I know you are all thinking I have lost it again… karaoke is a K not an I. The song I got really comfortable singing was “I’d Really Love to See You Tonight.” It was gender neutral, and it was a song that I associated with a special person and would silently dedicate it to him in my heart at night. Sadly, he didn’t want to see me tonight… ha, ha. I also used to warble my way through “I Feel Lucky” on good nights. The other occasional songs were hit and miss.
Here is a REAL singer doing “my song” better than I could ever come close to doing it. But you know, years later I still associate the song with that one friend I just wish I could spend some time with.
It is 4am and I give up. Ever since I saw the word prompt there has only been one thing on my mind. It is a song by Tanya Tucker called “Strong Enough To Bend” and it was a song I used to sing occasionally at karaoke. Otherwise my mind is drawing a big blank. So this is my poor excuse for writer’s block…
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bend