Music is my life.

 A few months ago I saw an old friend perform in a local theater stage play of "Die,Mommy,Die!" And while driving home from the nights entertainment ,my mind began to wander. Enjoying the quiet of the road and the cool of the air , a story idea began to snap,crackle and pop.

        I thought of a one “woman” stage play. The main character is the host of a local Karaoke night. She stands spotlighted on stage with a karaoke machine next to her that from which she chooses the hits of the day to sing .
        In the beginning of the performance , she welcomes random people from the audience to the stage to sing a song. Audience members would choose from a prechosen selection of songs before the show starts. These "choices" would be filled out on specially colored paper so to signify to the host that they are the "guests" selection . Allowing for our host to tell a timely joke based on the song or the performance.  I picture a brandy snifter full of pieces of the colored paper that have names and that “persons” chosen songs on them , that she then sings when the supposed person does not come up to the stage. One color for the Guests song. One color for the "fake" guests songs, that she pretends to "call" to the stage to intentionally drive the story forward. Another color for the songs that she needs to sing to seque to a significant storyline moment. (I imagine these are a variation of red, starting with a light pink and moving to a deep dark burgundy)
        But as the play progresses she takes over the night and sings the rest of the evenings songs.
        As the night progresses she is seen drinking and starts to tell her life story. Her story winning over the sympathies of the audience.Her emotions rising and falling.Her words slightly slurring with each successive drink.
        Each song she chooses to sing or takes by “request is either inspired by a moment in her life or calls forth a memory that she shares with the audience after the songs completion.
        As her life story unfolds , she reveals a tragedy in her past involving her “husband” and the murder of her only child. She claims in her story that she believes that her husband was responsible for the murder, but got away with it. This event changed her life, the grief caused a mental breakdown that cost her her job , home, friends ,etc. and led her to this place on the stage tonight. Music and singing ,she shares, has always saved her since she was a child and its all she has left.
          And tonight just happens to be the anniversary of her child's death. All the old memories are invited and coming to the party. 
         She shares stories of her Grandmother teaching her to sing at the piano as a child,singing a classic children's song from that time.She sings songs of first loves,breakups and other significance. Often taking a song that is well known to the public, but her presentation shines a different light on it.
         As she gets deeper into her tale and the memory of the drama unfolds she begins to have a mental breakdown in front of the audience. Having screaming arguments with people who aren’t there but present in her memory
        This all leads up to the climatic revelation , where “she “ rips off her wig in mid argument with the past to reveal that she is actual “he” . The “husband” . Who has been living as his wife,who he also murdered, for the past years.