Our local brew pub has an open-mike night on Wednesday nights, which I've been taking the Momma to for the last six weeks. For the first four weeks, she would refuse every push I gave her to sing something, and then on week five, she shocked everybody there when she got up and sang "Angel From Montgomery".
The thing about open mike nights is that you usually get people who can modestly play an instrument but can't really sing all gathered around dreading each other's voices (but politely!)
Good musicians and singers play gigs somewhere, so open-mike night collects the "for fun" folks who enjoy banging pots and pans around just to make some music.
Well, they've got da Momma roped in to be their go-to singer, happily passing over the mike so they can just have fun playing (without dreading their turn to sing).
Now that Momma broke the ice on her own fears (the stroke makes her talking stilted, and she forgets the words to songs on occasion mid-song) she's been given a whole slew of songs to come home and learn and practice for the following Wednesday's "gig"...
I thought to record her at the last second with dying batteries and my camera all set up funny, so this video is crappy. It starts out blurry, then clears up and at the end, you can see da Momma giving orders to the musicians to "bring up the tempo"...
I'll try to get a better video next time, with a little pre-planning.