I recently went to my first concert by an a cappella group. It was BYU’s Noteworthy, with 9 young women singers. As my daughter would say, they were AMAZING! I was especially enthralled with the beat-boxer. In my opinion, she stole the show. It was fascinating to watch her make so many different sounds.
I think if beat boxing had been a thing when I was young, I would have loved it. I’ve always had a knack for imitation. It would be a fun challenge to imitate the sounds normally produced by drums.
As it was, I spent the next couple of weeks puffing out my cheeks and flapping my lips every time a song came on the radio. Instead of singing in the car, I was beat boxing.
My family has performed in the past as a family band, of sorts, and I started dreaming of putting together an a cappella number, with me providing the rhythm. There’s only one problem: I don’t exactly resemble the cute young hipster I saw performing in Noteworthy. Nope. I’m a fat old lady who lacks fashion sense and doesn’t really look that good on stage. Maybe I could teach one of my kids to do it (once I figured it out), or maybe we could just do recordings without the visuals.
Regardless, it’s a lot of fun to play around with beat boxing and take my music skills in a different direction. Not only that, I love how Noteworthy inspired my kids in their own music pursuits.
We met Sarah, the beat boxer, after the show. Even though we only spent a short minute with her, she treated my daughter like her best friend, cementing a loyalty for the group in my daughter’s heart forevermore. You go, girls!