Most Embarrassing Moment of the Day
I used to sing in church quite often. Since my 3-year old was born, not so much. She is a scaredy-cat and clingy and since my husband is busy on Sunday mornings, I've stepped aside.
But today, I led the congregational singing from the piano. And during the offertory, I sang a song.
And here's the embarrassing part.
I sang a song I composed. A simple song with a simple chord structure, involving a lot of flats. I ran through the fingering before church started. No problems. I don't have written music for it--well, maybe I do somewhere, but generally, I just play my homemade songs without music or even a chord chart.
So today, when I got to the chorus, I suddenly began to think about my fingering and the chords and then I blanked out and zigged when I should have zagged, hit E-flat when I should have hit B-flat and actually had to sing while my fingers hovered silently over the keyboard for a second.
Second verse, no problem. Then I stumbled on the chorus again.
That's what I get for thinking while playing.
I might still be blushing.
But today, I led the congregational singing from the piano. And during the offertory, I sang a song.
And here's the embarrassing part.
I sang a song I composed. A simple song with a simple chord structure, involving a lot of flats. I ran through the fingering before church started. No problems. I don't have written music for it--well, maybe I do somewhere, but generally, I just play my homemade songs without music or even a chord chart.
So today, when I got to the chorus, I suddenly began to think about my fingering and the chords and then I blanked out and zigged when I should have zagged, hit E-flat when I should have hit B-flat and actually had to sing while my fingers hovered silently over the keyboard for a second.
Second verse, no problem. Then I stumbled on the chorus again.
That's what I get for thinking while playing.
I might still be blushing.
posted by Melodee at Sunday, January 08, 2006
4 Comments:
hmm, blogger ate my comment. I feel your pain. I sang/played a song I wrote at our wedding and did the same thing. I have yet to watch that part of our wedding in our videotape from over 20 yrs ago. It's too painful to even think about!
I feel your pain.
For me it was during communion on Christmas day.
I played the music to the wrong song. Two other people were depending on me NOT to blow it, but true to form, I did.
Things got crazy at my house shortly after this happened. My mom fell, 18 people came to my house for dinner... I hadn't much time to think about it since it happened.
Geesh...thanks for reminding me! At least we can blush together!
My husband is a singer/songwriter and on more than one occasion he's started a song and blanked on the words -- to his own songs! Since it's an a capella group, there's no accompaniment to vamp while he remembers, either!
oh gosh, those are the kinds of things we have nightmares about, aren't they?
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