I hope I didn’t spook him too badly

After dance class tonight, I decided to stop at Equal Grounds for a chai latte and to say hi to friends. I doubt I was there a half hour even. The place was too crowded for my tastes. So I left as soon as I was done.

On my way out of the coffee shop, I passed this young man — I’d guess he’s in his early twenties — and two female friends. As I walked past him to turn the corner, he started singing.

He was quite good, and based on the fact that he said something about an audition, I suspect he might be a music major or even a professional singer. Now, I’m a sucker for anyone who expresses artistic talent of any sort, and especially musicians. So as I heard him start to sing, I turned around, leaned against the building, and listened to him belt out a lovely melody.

About ten seconds into the song, he realized I was standing there. He did something of a double take, waved with a nervous smile, and turned his attention back to his friends, never wavering or pausing. (Like I said, he’s quite a good vocalist.) After he finished his song, I waited for a break in his conversation with his two friends, and told him he had a great voice. He thanked me, and I turned to resume my walk to my car.

Like I said, I think I surprised him by stopping, and even speaking to him. But I figure if you have a talented voice and you choose to sing on a public sidewalk — even just for friends — you have to expect people to stop and listen. It only makes sense we’re going to.

Especially if you’re also downright adorable.

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November 4, 2008

Heheheh. Flowers… @};-

Hehehe…

Why I don’t sing in public, reason #137! *grin*

November 5, 2008

I’m sure he took it as a compliment. 🙂 You’re such a sweety.

RYN: I agree, it’s a shame. I try really hard to always be respectful and argue with reason and not name calling or whatever else. It’s a pity when you find you can’t disagree with someone and still be friends. Thanks for the note!

RYN- Yeah I’m pretty pleased with the way it turned out… that last line was really hard to make fit. I KNEW I wanted ashes to ashes, dust to dust… but I had to make the line fit with the rest. But for the most part it came naturally…. all my writing does. I have to write it down right then or I lose it.

RYN- *hugs* Thanks, it means a lot to me… I just really suck at dealing with grief… and I’m even worse when it’s someone else.

November 13, 2008

THERE IS A MAN WHO SINGS ON THE BUS WHERE I LIVE. HE BELIEVES HE IS ELVIS PRESLEY AND DRESSES LIKE HIM AND HAS THE WORD ‘ELVIS’ PAINTED ON HIS SHOES. I THINK HE LIVES IN A MENTAL HOME, BUT HE TOTALLY HAS A GOOD VOICE. BUT SOMETIMES THE BUS DRIVER TELLS HIM TO STOP SINGING.