Whether I’m on a moving bus, train, subway, metro or even in a car, I tend to fall asleep a lot. Even the thought of it makes me yawn as I’m typing this. It’s not that I don’t get enough sleep–being in a moving transportation vehicle of any sort just puts me out like a baby. And the scary thing is, for the past three years, I’ve been driving 30-45 minutes on the freeway a few nights per week to go home.
I always dread the late night drive, and the only reason why I haven’t actually fallen asleep on the wheel yet is because of Lady Gaga. Say what you will about the mother monster but without her music, driving at this time of night would be a snore (ha, literally).
I don’t have an mp3 player, so she’s practically the only artist that I purchase actual CDs from. I have all of her albums in my car, and before I take off for the night–all grouchy and groggy because all I want to do is snuggle-cuddle with my bed–I pop one of them in the player, sing passionately to songs like Born this Way and Edge of Glory, and then start to feel very awake to a point where I sometimes have trouble falling asleep in my own bed afterwards.
The point of this entry is, after doing it pretty religiously for the past three years, I’m finally starting to notice an improvement in my singing voice. I remembered there were certain pitches or notes in Gaga’s songs I wouldn’t be able to reach, but now I can do some of them without making myself cringe. It’s great! I sang my heart out to those songs not to practice on my vocals, but to prevent myself from waking up to crashing into a Blockbuster store.
I’m not saying that I turned myself into this great singer over the course of three years of singing in my car, I just think I went from “bad” to “almost average”. In other words, does this mean I’m good enough to compete in American Idol and The Voice? Nah, not even close. But does this mean I’m ready for karaoke night with my friends?