Saturday, April 18, 2009

The Calling

It's simple. It always has been. I've always sung. Always. According to my parents, I've been at it since I could talk.

After taking almost 4 months off of it, I found myself going back to Kareoke night at a favorite little joint (at the fervent invite of John-boy, one of my dearest friends visiting from out of town). And I'm so glad I didn't pass it up. Now, it's probably going to be a weekly adventure once again.

There's just something about when the music starts, everything seems to come into focus. Singing isn't as much "work" for me as my other passions (acting and writing coming to mind first). It only took a few notes from that first song that night ("Call Me When You're Sober") for things to "settle".

I equate finding your calling to that feeling of coming home after a long absence. After awhile, you get used to missing that feeling. You don't even realize you miss it. But as soon as your back, it grabs your soul and doesn't let go.

So it's back to the studio and back to a regular kareoke night for me! You'll be able to catch me at Mr. C's () at least twice a month (most likely weekly though).

- J. Darling


  1. That's awesome! Good to hear that you are following one of your passions again. One of my passions is writing. Just this week, I realized I don't write nearly enough and need to devote more time to it.

    By the way, I love your new profile pic. Very pretty!

  2. Thanks Carly! Thanks for the comment too. Glad you're enjoying my blog. I sometimes wonder if anyone reads this thing. lol