I Don't Wanna Be A Rock Star
The band I'm a part of is called "No Idols". It's kinda cheesy but it tends to keep us in check when we start forgetting who's really in charge: God. My church broadcasts our services on TV, on the radio, and across the internet. So needless to say most Sundays the regular worship team is more concerned about how they look and sound then worshiping God through their music. We, No Idols, used to play one Sunday a month, but we haven't played up front since before Easter because our band leader got a job that involves 12hr shift work. When we do play it's a nice change for the church because the regular worship team tends to have a small repertoire of songs. So we get to come out and rock for God. :) I miss it not because I get to be on stage but because I see a need for our church to learn how to worship through music more.
In the meantime our gigs have been at the local juvenile penitentiary called Cecil Facer. About one Sunday a month now we go onto the grounds, get buzzed in through double doors that are opened by a guy from a room down the hall, get our visitors badges, and make our way down to the chapel. We do two small services and the chaplain arranges for a speaker. There are usually about 20-40 inmates that file in in their prison-type uniforms. And a couple security guards of course. It's all kinda surreal. Sad to see such young lives so messed up already. I've only gone four or five times so far and so I'm still getting used to it, but I'm trying to get myself to interact with the kids more. Some will come up and thank us but most get ready to leave as soon as they can.... kinda like a normal church actually. heh heh
We're going to Cecil Facer this Sunday which is Father's Day. The last time we went was Mother's Day. Kinda funny. Anyway one of the songs we've been goofing off with during practices is "Meant To Live" by Switchfoot and then want to play in on Sunday. That's all fine and dandy but I'm the one who gets to sing lead. You're probably thinking, "Great! Cool! Awesome!" while I'm just thinking, "Eep! How did they talk me into this?" I am not a fan of my own singing voice. Practically everyone says they like my voice, but not me. I don't completely know why I don't like it, but there's just a quality to my voice that makes me cringe. I mean I even had a guy who was classically trained and sang in operas tell me I had a nice voice, but in the back of my mind I still can't bring myself to like it. I've sung solos many many times so I'll do what has to get done. Just please don't make me listen to a recording of myself. Meant To Live is a fairly high song in the chorus and I wanted to know how bad I sounded singing in that vocal range. So... lol (I'm such a dork).... when my parents went out last night I pulled out my guitar and recorded myself on my computer using a headset microphone sitting on my desk. Let's just say the only thing I liked about the recording was that I was on key which I guess is what I really wanted to know. I've never sung that high in public before so I'm kinda nervous. At least now I know I don't sound like I'm being strangled. Sunday morning is going to be big for me. I'll be trying to rely on God to help me conquer my fear.
Oh and those recordings? I didn't save them so forget about hearing them. =P
Matthew.
In the meantime our gigs have been at the local juvenile penitentiary called Cecil Facer. About one Sunday a month now we go onto the grounds, get buzzed in through double doors that are opened by a guy from a room down the hall, get our visitors badges, and make our way down to the chapel. We do two small services and the chaplain arranges for a speaker. There are usually about 20-40 inmates that file in in their prison-type uniforms. And a couple security guards of course. It's all kinda surreal. Sad to see such young lives so messed up already. I've only gone four or five times so far and so I'm still getting used to it, but I'm trying to get myself to interact with the kids more. Some will come up and thank us but most get ready to leave as soon as they can.... kinda like a normal church actually. heh heh
We're going to Cecil Facer this Sunday which is Father's Day. The last time we went was Mother's Day. Kinda funny. Anyway one of the songs we've been goofing off with during practices is "Meant To Live" by Switchfoot and then want to play in on Sunday. That's all fine and dandy but I'm the one who gets to sing lead. You're probably thinking, "Great! Cool! Awesome!" while I'm just thinking, "Eep! How did they talk me into this?" I am not a fan of my own singing voice. Practically everyone says they like my voice, but not me. I don't completely know why I don't like it, but there's just a quality to my voice that makes me cringe. I mean I even had a guy who was classically trained and sang in operas tell me I had a nice voice, but in the back of my mind I still can't bring myself to like it. I've sung solos many many times so I'll do what has to get done. Just please don't make me listen to a recording of myself. Meant To Live is a fairly high song in the chorus and I wanted to know how bad I sounded singing in that vocal range. So... lol (I'm such a dork).... when my parents went out last night I pulled out my guitar and recorded myself on my computer using a headset microphone sitting on my desk. Let's just say the only thing I liked about the recording was that I was on key which I guess is what I really wanted to know. I've never sung that high in public before so I'm kinda nervous. At least now I know I don't sound like I'm being strangled. Sunday morning is going to be big for me. I'll be trying to rely on God to help me conquer my fear.
Oh and those recordings? I didn't save them so forget about hearing them. =P
Matthew.
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