Day 1854: Judges

Yesterday, while I was waiting to be judged at  The Voice try-outs along with hundreds of other people …


… somebody asked me if the judges from The Voice were somewhere in the building, judging us. Because I’ve tried out twice before, I knew that the judges from the show, including  Adam Levine and Blake Shelton (who seem to judge each other a lot), were nowhere near. I knew we would be judged by one person, sitting in a room with a laptop.

When I was waiting outside one of the audition rooms with nine other people, somebody said she hoped we would go into the room one at a time to be judged. I said, “No, we’ll go in as a group and each have 40 seconds to sing.”  She judged that idea and didn’t like it.

The judge with the laptop in our audition room asked me to sing first. I sang 40 seconds of “Mad World” because I judged these lyrics easy to remember:

All around me are familiar faces,

Worn out places, worn out faces.

Bright and early for the daily races,

Going nowhere, going nowhere.

And I find it kind of funny and I find it kind of sad

The dreams I have of dying are the best I’ve ever had,

I find it hard to tell you and I find it hard to take

When people run in circles it’s a very very mad world.

I think I’m a good judge of singing and I’d say my singing yesterday was fine, but not fabulous enough to get me on the show.  After I sang, I judged the other singers and thought they were fine, but not fabulous enough to get on the show.  Then the last hopeful in our room — a young girl accompanied by her mother — walked up to the “x” on the floor and KILLED her audition piece.  I judged that she was amazing and totally Voice– worthy. When the judge with the laptop said he was going to ask only one person in our group to stay, I wasn’t surprised.  However, he asked somebody else to stay, which made me doubt his judgment.  On my way out of the building, I saw the young girl and her mother and I told them that I judged her the best singer in our room, by far. Another singer from our room asked if I was going to try out for The Voice again in the future. I said, “I don’t think so,” and we told each other to keep singing, no matter how we’re judged.

I shall now ask the judges of this blog to judge which photos are their favorites.











Here’s my final judgment of this post: I don’t need a $40 fidget spinner, because I get to blog every day for free.

If you sing along to “Mad World”, please don’t judge yourself.

Thanks to all who helped me create this “Judges” post and — of course! — to YOU.

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32 thoughts on “Day 1854: Judges

  1. You are brave to go to an auditorium, Ann 😀
    I do my best not to judge at all, even if I don’t succeed every time.
    Maya Angelou wrote so very well.

    • I guess I WAS brave to go to the Hynes Auditorium in Boston to audition, Irene. Thanks for succeeding with this comment.

  2. Marie Christine

    My daughter had almost the same
    Experience there yesterday. Interesting!

  3. You impress me. Constantly. And I really appreciate you.

  4. You are so gutsy to audition. I’ve been to lots of choir competitions and I’m often surprised at who wins. You’ve definitely got the right attitude. Keep singing. My dad swears he’s lived so long because he sang in a choir for over 60 years.

  5. Wow. You sing too? That’s wonderful! Glad you got to do the audition, it surely makes a good story, and I bet it was sort of fun in a scary kind of way.

  6. Good for you for trying! And I wouldn’t let that stop you from singing also. 🙂
    *sigh* One of my favorites of Maya Angelou. She was such an amazing woman.

  7. Great song choice – sorry you didn’t get through. Not a great judge, by the sound of it!
    The ‘no crack pipes’ pic made me laugh. I wonder what shop that was, that people were asking for crack pipes!

  8. I’m glad you included Maya Angelou’s poem because it made me think about how she was often judged solely by her appearance. We shouldn’t judge by appearance, which is something this cover of “Mad World” also makes me think about.

  9. Several years back I did some personal work to stop judging, so I will not judge the pictures. I will say that Maya Angelou has always been a source of inspiration in my world and Still I Rise is one of my personal favorites. The crack pipe sign amused me.
    Yay you for trying out! Your boldness is so wonderful!

  10. I am so inspired by you, Ann.(I don’t even need Kleenex or tea bags)

  11. Those socks better be non-skid!

  12. But I don’t like to judge people

  13. It has to be the socks

  14. Peggy Middaugh

    Ann, you’re amazing. Such an inspiration to the world!! And whenever I’m scared to do something I really want to do I think of you and Jackie Chan, and The Voice, etc. etc. That’s how I judge you my friend 🙂 Much love

  15. Love that Maya Angelou poem! Keep rising Ann 💕

  16. Pingback: Day 1858: Falling | The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally

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