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IRAN
by Fdemetrio - 04/15/26 12:27 PM
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PETE
by Fdemetrio - 04/14/26 06:57 AM
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Joined: Dec 2006
Posts: 24
Casual Observer
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Casual Observer
Joined: Dec 2006
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Hey All, Well for me it started at age 4 that I can still remember. I used to wake up in the morning and run into my nan and pops bedroom and sing a song called "The Little Red Wagon", I dont remember how the song goes other than a wheel falling off and the other one draggin', but it was around this time my family considered the possibility that I would be a singer of sorts one day. I can honestly say I used to sing all the time and people used to always tell me I had a great voice. At around age 8 I suppose, the Bee Gees (Saturday Night Fever) was a hit in Australia and mum bought the Greatest Hits album, and this book about them that was out at the time. I had no idea who they were really, I just remember being a young boy who COULD sing like Barry Gibb, obviously that was so much easier as a child than it is today. I was on a school excusion and the Bee Gees were playing on the radio in the bus we were in. Without thought of how loud I was doing it, I was singing Staying Alive to myself probably oblivious that everyone was looking at me in disbelief. When it stopped and the bus was so silent I looked around to find I was the centre of attention. Its was almost like an American Teen movie, the most beautiful girl on the bus Bridget Prierra, without a word just walked up, kissed me on the cheek and ask if I would "GO" with her, telling me I was going to be famous one day. I never really gave it much thought after that I suppose, I sang all the time, was always able to mimic famous singers voices etc. As an adolescent I served in our Navy for almost 11 years, I used to walk off the ship in Singapore and beeline myself to a great Karoake bar with a friend of mine who also loved singing. We would spent the whole days in port at that bar drinking and singing until closing time and then each sucessive day. I did this for quite some time and started to realise I was getting so much attention for it from the crowds of people. An ex-girlfriend now introduced me to "David Gates and Bread", I was hooked on the lyrics, dismally addicted to the style of music and really started paying attention to how the music was constructed. I desperately wanted the limelight and at age 28, I left the Navy and went in search of it, finding myself in a rock band writing original music and mixing it ourselves (it sounded like garbage trust me) but at the time we thought we were the gods of engineering music. We went our separate ways after about 2 years, but it was too late for me, the addiction was well set in by now, the stage performing, the coloured lights, the loud music and of course the roar of a crowd who consistently came up to me after our gigs and told me how amazingly powerful my voice was. It was like a drug being on that stage, a highly addictive drug. When the band broke up, I was lost. I had all my equipment and was able to record songs at home, but I didnt know how to mix, and all my vocals were washed in reverb trying to hide mysel behind a wall of music. The internet and seriously back then JP Folks got me out of my rut. A lady named JeanB, who wont remember me now, because i had been off JP Forums for as many years, gave me so much appraise for my songs that I kept pushing myself to write a better one and mix it better and put my voice right out front where it could be heard. I cant remember her exact words or even what she actually wrote, but I kept at it and I am still at it to this day. My band had died, but a soloist had emerged seeking recognition and adoration for my music. To this day I continue to write, I have built a semi-professional home recording studio, its not SONY but its well setup and has all the right equipment to do it GOOD not commercial quality, but certainly good enough for listening ears who are searching for a talented vocalist. Without music, I have no life. I have clung to this dream since a child, you dont let go of something like that easily. I have no care for wealth or money, I would love a recording contract and be able to take other peoples songs who cant sing and release them under a label and have all the production behind it. There are so many great writers out there, I dont consider mysel a great writer, just a great vocalist. I wish for what we all wish, to be known to the world for our gifts, whether they are as a great mechanic, a great tennis player, a great pianist a great boxer or as it is in our case a great performer. I also wish for everyone on this forum to find success and recognition IF they want it. 'We are what we dream, when we give up those dreams, we die' Adam www.ozemail.com.au/~tvics http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pageartist.cfm?bandID=646480
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