Saturday, January 14, 2012

DAY 148 -- Travel Weary This Morning

Last night I was singing...   You see Bonnie and I sing in a group named, "The Sally Bytheway Chorale."  We present concerts every December and every May.  We just finished one set of concerts and now are waiting until we start practicing for our May concerts.  It is always interesting to see the collection of songs that Sally chooses for us to sing.

Last night I was singing a song all night long.  It is one of those songs that keeps in your head and never goes away.   I don't know who originally sang it, but it is the song where the male country singer sings, "I've been everywhere, son, I've been everywhere...  I've been to Toledo, Salt Lake, Memphis, New York, Tallahassee,...."  Etc.  I believe he sings about being in every major city in the world.  And he sings rapidly. It is going to be a hard one with my dysfunctional tongue trying to keep up with the beat, the notes, and all those cities.

Now I don't know whether Sally has chosen that song for us to sing or not, and I won't know until some time in Febraury, but I was singing that, or trying to sing that all night long in my dreams.  I woke up after visiting Miami and realized I was not getting very deep sleep, so I tried to direct my dreams somewhere else.  I tried to think about work, or about teaching High Priests, or about what is going to happen today.  Then I'd end up in Chicago and from there I would continue to sing that song and go to Portland and then to Boise.

I've been everywhere, and then since it was a long night, I went again.  I've been everywhere twice.  As the sun was coming up I was visiting Los Angeles, then flitted down to Houston, then on to Atlanta.  As I opened my eyes I was sitting in Vegas on my way to Denver.

Now I know that Sally is inspired,  much more than I am, and I know that she will choose the best songs to sing come May, and I know that Bonnie and I will be singing with her, but after last night I am travel-weary. (Bonnie said that the one who sang it originally was Johnny Cash.  I wonder if they had frequent flyer miles back then?) 

Maybe last night's dream (nightmare) will be direct inspiration to have me prepare doing exercises to get my tongue trained and ready.  (Lately there has been a glitch between my brain and my mouth. My mouth comes out with strange things that don't make sense.  Maybe this is also a warning to get my  brain and mouth on the same wave length?)

Well as we start practicing with our dear friend Sally, I will report to those who really care, and those who don't care whether we are going to sing that song come May.  Whether or not we do, I am sure travel-weary this morning.

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