Mickey Blue Eyes – Saturday 29th July 2017 8pm
I always put my absolute heart and soul into my singing. I am a second generation singer and follow in the footsteps of my father the legendary “Chrissy Smith”
My father taught me to sing from the heart. His reasoning for singing with absolute passion was very simple….”Special occasions only happen once a lifetime, It is our responsibility to get make that one moment in time absolutely perfect!”
”let me tell you a bit about myself”
My singing career started when I first witnessed what I consider to be an act of pure magic. I was 7 years old and had been taken along to a wedding at which my father and his band was the evenings entertainment. I sat and watched my father weave his magic over the somewhat cold and unsure crowd. His combination of smooth vocals and light hearted patter warmed the audience in no time. Before long the party erupted and right there and then memories were being made. Aunties and uncles that had not seen each other for years were up dancing and laughing with each other. Grandad and Grandma encouraged to have a slow dance and sharing a special moment of their own and as my father sung a song that took them back to their own wedding.
I knew right then and there in that moment of pure joy where my father had, with his love for singing, created an intoxicating ambiance that had brought this family together in a way that nothing else could, that I wanted to be a singer.
Treading water: Sitting in the Incredibly large and aptly named “Grand Showbar”. I looked around in awe, I was overwhelmed at the history of this magnificent room and thinking how well it lived up to its title. I was 19 and had traveled miles for an audition to be a “Redcoat” Becoming a Redcoat was my dream for as long as I could remember and now I was going to have my shot at making it happen. I remember looking down at my well polished black leather shoes in terror as beads of sweat hit the glossy black leather in almost slow motion. I knew that this was it! It was now or never and I was a few auditionees from my moment.
It was then that I had my very own “moment of clarity” Here was I, just about to fulfill my dream and I was so nervous that I was very likely to blow it completely. My hands were trembling and I was sweating like turkey at Christmas. I needed to get a grip and fast.
It was then I had a genius thought. Was I scared or was I excited? It perplexed me and I had no idea as to where this nugget of wisdom had come from. I thought about the question I had somehow asked myself for what seemed like an age. A voice then came roaring up the showbar “Michael Smith!” I looked up and realised that I was next. I stood up and said out loud (but not too loud) “I am excited!” My mood changed and I walked confidently down to the massive stage and performed my audition.
I walked out of the Grand Showbar (with my good friend who had come along for moral support) out of the hotel, down the road and onto the train home in a daze. Two hours later I was home, I walked up to the front door my Father was there waiting for me. He could not hide the joy on his face “You’ve got it!” he shouted. They had called while I was on the journey home and told my Mum and Dad to get my stuff packed and get me down to the Grand Hotel in Margate for first thing Monday morning where I was to be inducted as a Redcoat.
“A song means something very special to the memory of that moment”
So I had been a Redcoat and my life was complete! Or was it? I had done my time at Bultins and my career there had taken its natural course and come to a happy end, but what was next? As I sifted through the stage newspaper I spied an advert for Haven Holidays. I had spent the best part of 2 years in a Butlins hotel entertaining the an elderly audience and that was lovely but as a young man I longed to be around young people. I managed to get myself an audition and soon was in front of the Haven big wigs. I was confident in my abilites to entertain and I performed my peice. I knew I had smashed it and tried to hide my self confidence. Unlike Butlins, they told me straight away that I had the job. Little was I to know that this job would take me well out of my comfort zone…….about 400 miles out of my comfort zone! I was off to Scotland!
Well I say Scotland but it was actually a place called Wooler which is on the border of England , but for a guy like me from east London It may have well have Scotland because this was the furthest I had ever been away from home in my life!
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