The boy they chose to be the male singing lead was amazing. His voice was gorgeous, and man, it so brought back to me my high school years. None of the boys in my choir were nearly as cute as this kid, but they could sing too. When the boy sang to Jennie in one scene, I almost cried. Seriously.
Very few things ever make me wish I could go back to high school and relive moments (or change them), but watching this movie kind of did. I loved singing and being in choir. I started choir in 7th grade, and I didn't stop until I graduated from college. I'm not a soloist (ha), but I can hold my own. The thing which allowed me to continue all that time was my ability to blend with others and to read music. My college choir conductor put me in the upperclassman choir as a freshman (one of maybe three?) because I sightsang 2/3 of the way through their sheet. I remember going in for my audition and being aghast (and embarrassed) that I couldn't go further than that. I was almost in tears, and then LK looked at me and smiled.
"How do you think you did?" he asked.
I tried to look calm, even though tears stung my eyes. "Well, I think I must be nervous. I've never not finished before."
He and the three others laughed, but before I crumbled completely, he said, "You're the first student EVER to make it beyond number ten." I made it to 14. As I gaped at him, he added, "I'm including graduate students."
So, yeah, my voice isn't spectacular, but being able to read music and do it quickly counts for something ;) I ended up in both the upperclassman choir and the jazz choir. Those memories are definitely precious.
But the thing which Fame brought back to me most was the feeling of being serenaded by a boy...wow. I'm lucky enough that it happened twice -- once in jr high school, and once in college. Neither time was the boy my boyfriend -- in fact, when it happened in college, he was dating someone else (oops).
In junior high school, one of the boys in my choir had been there from the beginning, just like I was. We were friends. I liked him, but I didn't realize he 'Liked' me. For one of the final concerts, we sang at a local ampitheater. Because it was pretty large and we could invite all kind of people, extra acts were allowed to perform. I never did this, btw -- I love to sing, and I'm fine in a group, but being on stage alone isn't my thing. AT all.
Anyway, we were all sitting in the audience for the various extra acts, waiting for our turn on stage. This boy came up to me and said, "I have something for you." He was carrying his guitar (accoustic), and he winked. Then he was called on stage, and he sang, When I'm 64, all the while looking right at me! I didn't even know what to do or say -- and as these things tend to go when you're an awkward teen, it was our last night of school, so I didn't see him again for three months.
Did anything come of it? Well, not really. It was romantic, and it makes for a nice memory. That same boy was still my friend when we graduated high school. Our last day of class, we were all goofing around in the choir room, and I was playing the piano (which is what I liked to do in less structured times). Anyway, this boy said, "Hey, Robin, come here!" His buddies were sniggering, but I trusted him. I went over, and he said, "Get closer" -- and when I did, he kissed me. On the lips. I'd been kissed by then, but not a lot, so it was...sweet.
The college experience wasn't as sweet, but it was flattering. It was my sophomore year, and by then, most of the upperclassman knew me. Plus, I was also in the jazz group with a portion of them, so I had casual friends. We spent a few days every semester traveling around and performing for high schools around the state (trying to encourage them to attend CU, of course). Well, this time we happened to return to my high school (which is a lot of fun). While there, in my old auditorium, one of the guys in both the jazz and regular choirs was sitting next to me as we waited for our performance. He'd been flirting with me (in a harmless way) for a while. He put his arm around me and said, "I'm doing a special number, did LK tell you?" LK (our conductor) hadn't. He grinned. "I'm doing it for you."
He had a girlfriend, but they were on the outs at that time; still, I didn't think much of it. But then, during a break between our numbers, he got out his guitar and sang a love song -- to me. He performed for the kids, but every time the words became personal, he looked right at me, and he even pointed at me at the end. It was...interesting. I wasn't really interested in him romantically, but I have to say, there's nothing like a guy serenading you. It's just one of those cool experiences :) (Nothing happened with this guy...except his girlfriend got really jealous...which probably was his goal). They were together for the rest of their senior year, and then they graduated, and I haven't seen him since.
How about you? What have you experienced in your teen years that will always take you back there?