This month, I am writing with the Two Writing Teachers Slice of Life Community.
I went to see one of those groups that perform at State Fairs during the summer and YMCAs during the winter. The Great American Soul Book exceeded my expectations with singing, dancing and laughter. Remember those songs they now play at 8th grade dances like Shout, Heat Wave?
As I nestled into bed, I was thinking about the performers (thanks Melanie) who likely worked all week and needed a Netflix night more than a show. Yet, they were shaking, sweating, changing sequin outfits as if it was their mission.
This is what I think they might have said after the show.
"I don't care how long they clap, there is nothing left in my tank. We're good. It's been a long week," the lead singer said shaking her head, hands and kicking off her shoes.
"Get changed quick and don't forget your shoes again. I want to be on the road in 20 minutes. We've got over two hours home," the electric guitarist implored as he shoved wires into boxes.
"These sequins are all over the place but the spandex is glued to me," one of the pretend Supremes said simultaneously ripping off her wig.
"They almost got a real show when my top started to slip. I gotta fix," the other Supreme-like moaned as she shoved all her glittery outfits into a bag.
"Do you ever watch American Idol and wonder how far you would have made it?" the trumpeter asked the drummer who was sweating more now than during the show.
"Do you ever wonder what will happen to those souls who get sent home? Some of them are really good!" the keyboardist joined in the discussion as the stage was cleared before the crowd, remembering proms, savoring friendship, and holding onto their long-ago youth slowly headed home, just like in 8th grade.
6 comments:
I'm glad this late-breaking dance show took center stage today. I like the way you imagine the conversation and how you share it in italics to show us what you were thinking they might have thought post-show. Especially that last comment with the wondering about what happens to all the good talent that doesn't advance to the next level. Much like the books in our lives - - so many good ones that didn't get the spotlight but deserved it just as much.
So glad you abandoned your post for the late night dance party! My favorite part of this slice is the laugh out loud imagined comments from the show participants. Your perspective shift truly made this post sing!
What fun! I loved reading the imaginary comments participants might have said after the show and the actions that may have accompanied those comments. I loved the ending, too!
So awesome this imaginary commentary post-show after a long haul by performers on the road. The sequined Supreme and her wardrobe near-miss made me laugh. Clever as can be and the ending that circles back to 8th grade? Perfect wrap-up!
Sounds like your diversion was well worth it. I love how you captured the band members packing up after their performance. :)
Anita!
Omg I loved your "what if" comments of the performers!!! One of them did raise though. What does happen to those that get sent home? It must feel devastating. Humiliating? All the emotions?
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