I love to Sing! I love music. I love to sing music! 




The other morning I was signing along with Judas as he discussed too much “Heaven on Their Minds” I was in my car and pulling out onto a main road and as I waited for a car to past my voice trailed off as I was overcome by



Yup, I get stage fright so bad that even when someone is 50 feet away from me in a moving vehicle I still can’t sing loud enough that anyone not sitting in my mouth could hear. If I’m singing in an empty house or an empty car all I have to do is think of a ghost, burglar, or small animal being close by and I stop.

I would love to sing in a choir, or audition for shows but I can’t. The older I get the worse it gets. I’m like this on camera just talking as well. Can’t ever be interviewed by anyone in the news because I turn into an idiot right before their eyes. I was at a  town hall type meeting years ago and I got angry so I stood up and started talking in front of the crowd and afterwards a tv crew came and found me and wanted to interview me. I was so bad they couldn’t air it.

That is all.





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  1. Most of us can identify with that. I reckon an extreme case would be classified as a phobia.

  2. If I’m in my car, I’m belting it out.  My sympathy to whoever hears me.  I’ve sung in a choir, and was actually a cantor a few times (but I was standing in a darkened section and the spotlight was on the stage, so I was able to do so without being seen).  However…if I have to make a speech, stand in front of a crowd, or sing in front of anyone (other than in a moving car) by myself, it’s not going to happen.  I will sing, but I have to have other willing accomplices to hopefully offset my own squawking!

  3. At 30, I’m only now slowly getting over stage fright. Not just for singing but for public speaking and teaching as well. Teaching coworkers and explaining things to people – being confident that I know things – certainly helps. 

  4. But you got angry and stood up to speak in a town hall meeting?  I think maybe you think about it too much and that if you didn’t think about so much you wouldn’t get stage fright.

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