Miss
December 02, 2002
I’ve been in Japan for a month and a half now and I have a growing list of things that I miss. It’s all the usual stuff like family and friends, coffee, and a lot less responsibilities, yada yada.
I have just discovered a new thing though. I miss singing. I miss belching out songs at the top of my lungs and not having to worry about waking anybody up. I used to sing in my basement back home into the latest hours of the night and no one would hear me. Not anymore. When I’m listening to the small collection of songs on my computer or the limited number of cd’s I brought, I’m careful not to blast it too loud because I know these walls aren’t very thick and people WILL hear me.
This really cuts into my singing because now I have this shroud of shame and fear even when I’m just humming in the shower. There are about 5 karaoke places per person in Japan but what really sucks is that I don’t know many Japanese songs and the ones that I do know, I don’t know how to sing. The English collection they have is painfully small and painfully selected for a small niche of people. There are zero Chinese songs. That sucks because now I’m itching to sing in Chinese considering I haven’t spoken it for as long as I have been here. Though my talent is far from superstar or even small time, one hit wonder, I feel if I don’t sing soon, I will become monotonous and lose any musical inkling that ever flowed in my blood.
I fear I will just one day BURST out singing on my balcony, estranging (even more) the ten million people in this city. Doh.
