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Reason To Sing

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The band is made up of some of Nashville’s hottest session
musicians. I feel spoiled to be playing with them. They sound
amazing. The rehearsal is a breeze and my adrenaline is pumping
in anticipation of tonight’s showcase. This is a big deal!
I am dressed to kill. My black tights and hot pink jacket fit
me like a glove. My make-up is done to perfection (I do have
tons of experience after all) and my hair is teased and sprayed
to the nines.
The club is packed. Hudson has done a stellar job of filling
one of the most esteemed rooms in Nashville. There are seven
representatives from the major record labels including Mr.
Music Mogul himself, THE Jimmy Bowen, Capitol’s new
president. This guy has worked with huge stars like Frank
Sinatra, Glen Campbell, Reba McEntire and George Strait.
He really is the only one making me nervous because I know
how influential he is. I desperately want to be on that label.
The band vamps the opening number as I walk out onto
the stage. The lights hit me and I am immediately blinded.
Somebody pinch me, please! I’m playing the Bluebird in
Nashville!
The set goes exceptionally well. What a kickass band.
They bring my show to a whole new level and my singing is
strong and effortless. I can feel an enormous blast of electricity
hanging in the air as I soak up the applause after the last song.
Did this really just happen? I know I did a great job. My bones
are tingling! The response is mind-blowing. I honestly could
not be happier.
I really feel like this could be the beginning of something
wonderful. The next big step in my career, nailing down an
international recording contract in the U.S. My dreams are

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