November Prompt 2 Personal ritual. We all have them, little superstitions that we all follow. What’s yours?
Okay, this is really embarrassing. Not super embarrassing, just really. The first night of my tour with Michelle Branch I had horrible stage fright. The kind where you wonder if you can die from it, or wondering if death would be better than the giants that were stomping around in your stomach. Oh no, I didn't have butterflies trust me, I had big ol' giants stomping around.
Anyway, I'm trying not to freak out that there will be hundreds of people watching me make an ass of myself. The only thing that I could think of was the songs to Les Miserable. Don't ask me why that popped into my head, it's not like I sing show tunes all the time. Maybe my subconscious was telling me that I was about to get massacred like the student revolt in Paris. It doesn't really matter why my brain picked those songs to calm me down, what really matters was that it worked.
I sat under the makeup table, singing softly to myself and by the time they came to get me to open for the Wreckers, my nerves were calmer. They were never calm that night, that would be an impossibility, but they were calm enough to let me sing without fainting on stage.
Since it worked so well that night, I tried it again the next night and the next. I have no idea when it became a ritual, but there is no way I will sing in front of people without singing at least one song from Les Miserable.
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