Friday, December 11, 2009

Go Ahead: Muster the Courage to Sing Along



By John Gilstrap



I understand that all too often, my hard-earned cynicism shows through, and that I can seem somewhat . . . harsh to people who don't know me very well. Come to think of it, I might come off as harsh to people who do know me well, also, but I like to think that they grant me the benefit of doubt.

Come Christmastime, though, I become all sappy and tingly. Cynicism makes way for childish optimism.

Our decorations go up the weekend after Thanksgiving, and they stay up through the New Year. The Gilstraps are not competitive decorators, but we're thorough decorators. In my world, there's never enough garland or lights. Our Christmas tree is adorned with ornaments from every family vacation, plus two generations of arts and crafts products. My parents' first treetop ornament has grown too fragile to actually serve atop the tree anymore, but it nonetheless has a prominent place on the kitchen mantle. My son's favorite Teddy bear from back in the day drives a sleigh that also transports our departed black Labrador retriever's favorite chew toy.

Are you getting the picture here? Christmas for me is a time for unabashed sentimentality. It's about loving the people who are in my life, and remembering those who have passed beyond my life. It's a time when I believe people are nicer to each other. It's the time of year when Disney-style happy endings always seem possible, if not particularly probable.

It's with this lightness of heart that I make my daily commute into Washington, DC from my outpost town of Fairfax, Virginia via the Orange Line of the Metro system. I've only been a day-job commuter for a little more than four years, but for each of those, I've witnessed a Christmas phenomenon that I've never seen reported in any of the local news: A nicely-dressed Asian man boards the train at one of the suburban stops, excuses himself, and then sings a Christmas carol to the commuters.

Maybe you need to understand the commuting rules of engagement in Washington, but no one--no one--speaks during the morning commute. We're very important people in DC, and interruptions are unheard of. Thus, when someone not only sings, but sings of Christmas--the most un-PC of holidays in DC--folks actually get a little nervous. If he had a gun, we'd know what to do; but when he brings a message of cheer, we get flummoxed.

I've done a fair amount of singing in my lifetime--both in the shower and out of it--and I know just about every Christmas carol by heart, but even though I'd love to sing along, deep down inside, I'm a coward. Many of my seat mates and aisle mates roll their eyes when they see this unnamed guy. A few giggle. In my gut, I want to go for the Disney Christmas scene where everyone lives inside a musical and no one is embarrassed to belt out the words, but I've never grown a big enough pair to give it a shot.

Until this morning.

The mysterious Asian man entered the subway car and started with one of my favorites, "O Little Town of Bethlehem", and I am proud to announce that I sang along with him. I didn't mumble, either. I sang full-voice, drawing an annoyed glance from the commuters sitting in front of me. I wish I could report that the entire car was united in song by the time we were finished, but alas, that was not the case. A few people were humming, though, and more than a few gave my guy a hearty "Merry Christmas" as he got off at the next stop.

I admire my mystery man. I appreciate his efforts to bring joy to the hearts of grumpy commuters. If only more people would sing, think how much better their days would become.

What do you think? Could you muster the courage to sing along?

12 comments:

  1. I have a horrible, horrible singing voice, so I'll never have to make that choice: I could be arrested for creating a public nuisance if I sang along. But you go for it! I love spontaneous demonstrations of cheer.

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  2. I would have to sing along! I love Christmas too much not to! Weirdly enough, two of my favorite Christmas songs are "Away in a Manger" and "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer"! Also love Lynn Anderson's "Ding-a-ling the Christmas Bell". Absolutely the "Most Wonderful Time of the Year!"

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  3. My wife would definitely sing along. And about halfway through the first verse, she would give me "the look" and I would turn into a choirboy.

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  4. No singing here. You think you're harsh? ON GOLDEN POND came out when I was 25; a friend told me the Henry Fonda character was me in fifty years, and I was ecstatic to have something to look forward to in my old age.

    He better not bring that holiday cheer singing bull crap on the Green Line is all I can say.

    Peace and Love.

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  5. I lost all inhibition when I head kids. I would sing aloud in the street (to quieten them)- belt it out in the car...pretty much anywhere. Now I am singing Christmas carols with them - which is hilarious. Their favorite at the moment is We Three Kings and for good measure, Somewhere over the Rainbow (they just read the Wizard of Oz at preschool). It's touching to hear them singing joyfully away to themselves and yes, I join in all the time (in public too:))

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  6. sorry - that would be had kids...unless that was all in my head...

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  7. John - the thought of you singing on the Metro brought a smile into a gloomy day. You're not as crusty as you think . . .

    Sing along? Heck ya!

    Terri

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  8. Bravo for the lone singer! There are times when our souls simply need to "make a joyful noise" and won't be denied. I would have joined him, testing whether or not he could hold up against a harmony part. No matter the reason for putting Christmas on December 25th, it was the first of the first-of-winter holidays to be joyously celebrated in the United States, and the tradition must continue unhindered, PC curmudgeons notwithstanding!

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  9. Way to go! Sing those Christmas carols and show the PC police and all the "important" DC commuters that the end of the world is not approaching.

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  10. Come on, sombody has to say it... "HUMBUG." There I feel better.

    Merry Happy ...."Holidays."

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  11. I would have sang along. I love Christmas Carols. I was trying to sing with the grandkids today but they kept coming up with "jingle bells, batman smells, robin laid an egg..." To the tune of Jingle Bells of course.

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  12. I've worked here for 7 years and every year that man comes onto the train and sings and I have such appreciation for him. I have a miserable singing voice by I always say "thank you" when he's finished. I wish there was a way to support him - he takes way too much grief from commuters. All religious preferences and affiliations aside, the guy sings his heart out every year.

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