Last summer was so long ago.
Well so it seems when we still have 20-30 inches of snow upon the ground
and icicles that seem to be, actually they are 8-10 foot long. But last summer
was a season with some victories. Last
summer was a summer where Secundus found his voice.
He took part in a rock music camp. At that time he sang his
tail off doing a couple of hoary old rock anthems. But it was his stage persona that was what made
it work. Secundus came alive in front of
an audience. I was so proud. Of course I
posted the hand held video to Youtube.
For a time after the camp Secundus got together with some of
his band mates. He did this for about a
month and a half. He had great fun. However the band was meeting out of town and
the drummer would forget to show. C’est
la vie that petered out.
Recently the auditions for his high school battle of the
bands happened. He was supposed to work
with some of his mates doing a thing called “Four Chord song”. Alas as is often the case these guys crapped
out. He was crushed. Blackness hung over the house.
Dad decided he couldn’t let this state of affairs last. At that time he dug out the souvenir disk
from the performance. Dad burned four
copies and on the morning of the auditions Dad gave them to the lad. The conversation went like this:
Dad: I know you aren’t afraid of talking to people
Secundus: Right.
Dad: I want you to do me a favor. Go to the auditions and watch everyone else.
Secundus: Why?
Dad: Because when you
hear a band that needs a second singer I want you to give them your DVD, your audition
tape. You can tell them this is what you
could be bringing to their act. My guess
is that more than a few of those bands will need a real singer.
Secundus: Cool.
As fate would have it (although I don’t think he had to hand
out the tape) Secundus now has a gig as a guest vocalist. Life is calm again.
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