Miss Sugar is a former vocal performance major. She has sung professionally at weddings and funerals and community theater. She likes karaoke.
I am not a professional singer. In fact, when I was in the Senior Choir in high school, my role in selections from Kismet at the talent show was to be the king, with harem dancing girls surrounding me as I stood in the middle of the stage, with my royal arms crossed. Now here is the rest of the story. One of the dancers was a cousin of mine. Yuuch! More significantly, the choir director decided that I should not be singing in that scene. He had, you know, artistic reasons. Was I selected as king based on my regal appearance or as a kind way to have me not sing? I will always wonder.
Another more recent experience was when Sugar was singing a solo at church and invited me to join in the refrain as she harmonized. The person running the sound system made a mistake and cut off Sugar’s microphone at a crucial point, probably intending to cut my mike off, but with the result of only my off-key singing filling the sanctuary. Sugar blames me for them not inviting her to be a soloist again. She wanted to change church membership as a result.
So, based on my unsuccessful music career, I am surprised that Sugar is encouraging me to join in at karaoke. She picked a song for me and is helping me practice so that I don’t embarrass her, again.
I suggested that I do a medley of Roy Rogers’ songs, ending with “Happy Trails to You.” Sugar steered me to “I Love This Bar” by Toby Keith. A star is born.
We are going with a group of friends. Sugar is fearful that after I sing we will have to find new friends.