It's tough being a five foot pole in a six foot pole world
Here are just a few of the difficulties.
I'm 52 and in a rock band. I wasn't in one at 22 or 32 or 42 but I am at 52. Weird!
I never dreamed of being in a rock band or being a rock star. Of course that second one is never gonna happen. I think I'm living out someone else's dream.
Four of us are related. Two are my in-laws. Yikes!
All the microphones are set at 6 feet tall!
I'm not a musician, so I am subpar in the eyes of those who are. I guess singing and shaking things just don't qualify.
Sometimes I feel like Yoko Ono.
Rehearsals are like being in a bad skit with the Three Stooges plus one…..all of the SFP suffer from A.D.D!
I use to have a night all to myself….it was called rehearsal night….my husband would go off and make music with his brothers. I would read a book, take a bubble bath, have dinner with my mother, but now I have to go and make music with his brothers.
SO WHY DO I DO IT!
Because I love music!
I love every single one of the SIX FOOT POLES (even the in-laws)
I love to sing!
And I love the rush of being in front of an audience when we connect with a song that they love!
HOW LONG WILL I DO IT?
Until they ask me to stop………or
They pry the mic from my cold dead hand.
Written by
Joelene (the 5 foot pole)
a.k.a Death Kitten