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| April 22, 2003 |
| After two and a half days sitting outside under a tarp, back resting against the cold exterior wall of the Ford Center for the Performing Arts, I have taken part in the Vancouver auditions for Canadian Idol. It was not as easy as I originally thought. That, coupled with the fact that I haven't auditioned for anything in over four years might have had something to do with it. But I can say, honestly, that I have participated in the very first Canadian Idol. I have the participant number and a trendy arm bracelet to prove it. However, while I have NOT come even remotely close to making the top 100 overall, as of this writing my best friend Marena Hunter, managed to do something I could not. Make it to Round 2. It truly is a daunting experience. I'll admit that failure was not an option I considered. A trifle too much cockiness and a last second mild panic attack seriously hindered my performance in the initial preliminaries. In short? I sang too loud and too high and there was nowhere for me to go but *CRACK*! But like they say in baseball, there's always next year, and I'll still be eligible to compete at 25 years of age. But it was a humbling experience and I can't remember the last time my ego was this winded. I'll come back next year, bigger and better than ever. Bank on it. Watching the kids belt out their tunes on American Idol will be something I'll view with a helluva lot more respect and awe. There were a lot of hearts and hopes broken today...I can only imagine what the Finalists must feel knowing that each week their group diminishes by one, and that they could very well be that one. My hat's off to all those who make it to Toronto as part of the Top 100. And of course I'll be watching the broadcasts later this summer and seeing who becomes the first Canadian Idol! Next year, however, will be the Year of the Fish...as the Chinese put it. How's the water temperature? |
| ~Fish |
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