SOS - Fly me to the moon
It's that time of the week again, Soap Opera Sunday started by Brillig and Walking Kateastrophe's. Go to their sites today to read their and others' sudsy tales.
Amazing guy is quite the singer. I'm not just saying that. When I walk into a bar with him for karaoke night, the guy running the mike yells out his name and let's him jump the queue whenever he asks for a song.
He does an incredible Michael McDonald in "What a Fool Believes". You should hear his version "I'm Easy" by Lionel Ritchie.
One story I've heard is that he lost a bet while in Montreal and had to go out to get breakfast for his travel mates the next morning. As he was walking down the street he was stopped by a group of older tourists.
"You're the guy from the bar!" they exclaimed. "The one who sounds like Frank Sinatra!!"
Which is exactly who he sounded like when he sang at our wedding.
Amazing Guy copied a song several times on a cassette tape to play continuously in the Jeep's tape deck during his hour long drive to work running a housing program for persons with AIDS. He practiced it in the shower. He made sure the band we selected to play at the reception not only knew the song but also would hand him the microphone.
That night he was called up and I tried to hide along the back wall. Eventually I was found and pushed to the dance floor as he sang
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on
Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words, Baby, kiss me
Fly Me to the Moon has ended up on several birthday CDs for the kids. They all know this is the song daddy sang to mommy at their wedding.
"I'm not getting married" declared one little man over the summer while Fly me to the Moon was playing in the van.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Any reason?"
"Do you have to sing at your wedding?"
I assured him that was not expected as part of the groom's duties. Just his daddy's.
The story the kids haven't heard is what he sang to me later in the evening, after his parents had left the reception but while my parents were still there.
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesn't come late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
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16 comments:
Fly Me To the Moon is one of my favorite songs -- and having your husband sing this to you on your wedding day is about the most romantic gesture I can imagine. Sigh.
Oh, I loved this post, SMID! Simply wonderful and touching. And what a talented AG you have!
And yes, I'd echo Anno, too.
I vaguely remember "Mack the Knife" at your wedding. He is a lovely singer - not at all like me or mine.
wow, how romantic! If you weren't already marrying him, I am sure you'd melt for him right at that spot. No wonder his name is Amazing Guy!
funny though that your boys feared it to be a duty of every groom!
That's adorable. What a heck of a fella you've got. Nicely told tale.
I, too, am one to sing at my own party (yes, the long overdue birthday story blog is coming...), If I ever come to visit, can I sing a duet with AG? Great SOS story, especially your son's reaction!!
I think the singing at your wedding was very romantic and the tramp song.... what a hoot !
Jan
oh, I love that! fantastic!
We have a friend who is amazing at karaoke. I can hold my own, but this guy? never buys his own drinks. He can sing Ozzy Osborne one second, and then turn around and do 4 nonblondes. All equally well. crazy.
GREAT story!
Ooooo. I love "old blue eyes" and particularly Fly Me to the Moon. I'm jealous!
Your hubby can sing AND he's funny too...wow.
Great song - Fly Me To The Moon!
And what a great choice by your hubby.
Your son is hysterical! And AG is quite the romantic. Great story!
That's fantastic that he's such a good singer! We have a couple CD's with my husband's singing for the kids.
I've mentioned before the way singers just do me under. I am now officially in love with Mr. SMID. Really, truly, madly, deeply.
Wow. What a story.
Oh what a great story--what a truly Amazing Guy! Nothing "sends me" like hearing a great male voice singing WELL. I go weak in the knees. Thanks for sharing this remembrance--I'm sure it will hold you for a lifetime.
*Brillig sighs* Amazing Guy just gets more and more amazing, doesn't he!!!?? *sighs again*
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