I said “no” and I meant it, but…
…I wanted to say “yes”…a drummer friend of mine invited me to sit in with his band (I think he needed to stretch his legs–it was a tiny place) but frankly I was too scared…went to see another band, they were pretty good…a member of the audience suggested I sing with that band–I can only assume she knows me from somewhere…IF for no other reason than the singing voice isn’t all the way back yet, I didn’t sing with the band…and that’s FINE…saw one of my customers from the grocery store–I’ve been gone almost a year and a half–that was pleasant enough…she couldn’t remember MY name, and I’ve never known her’s…she still looks good, and she’s still married…and I still look like this; and I’m not yet working…but it was a good Saturday evening out…
Yes, no…I mean yes, no. Must be cool to actually be noticed and asked to sing? Mostly people ask me NOT to sing. All the guys at the grocery store know my name it is “that crazy woman.” Saturday was very good.