Once upon a time I had a dream of becoming a lounge singer. I love to sing and I thought that my voice was unusual enough and good enough to make a go of it. For now, let’s ignore the fact that I’m not the best at memorizing songs and the chances of me making a living at this were remote. Don’t ask me to explain why I think smokey Chicago blues bars are romantic. It seemed reasonable.
This dream ended when I heard Eva Cassidy. She was 33, long blond hair, pretty. With her haunting voice and the way she mastered the guitar, my dream was complete even if it was embodied by another. Her expression of “Over the Rainbow” is such an unusual heart-felt translation. Here is a link on YouTube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NL-9JlSCNOQ
I’ve realized that dreams do come in handy when you are having a rough day, question what you’re doing at your current job, and just plain wonder what you’re doing on the planet. And I can still sing and play the guitar whenever I need to dream.