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The Wedding Singer

I am not really a gifted singer nor a talented musician. I just simply know how to sing and play some musical instruments. But I always find myself singing during weddings.

The first time I became a wedding singer was during my eldest sister's wedding. I was twelve years old and even though they wanted to include me in the entourage, they couldn't because I was too young to be a bridesmaid and too old to be a flower girl. So I ended up being a wedding singer instead.

Then sometime three or four years ago, a churchmate of mine, Kuya Ariston was wed and I was asked be the wedding singer for the second time. And even though I wasn't the singer for my Manang's wedding last July 31 (because they hired a professional band to shower the celebration with songs), I was asked to render a special song number with my friend Jay. And after the reception, we unexpectedly grabbed the microphones and reigned on the stage and had a sort of a 'mini concert'.

And just last August 31, another churchmate Edwin had his wedding and again I was asked to sing. To date, I think it was the funniest singing experience in a wedding I've had because it was like our first and last practice. With Kuya Epay as the guitarist, Jojo as the bassist, and Jay as my partner, we only practiced three songs for the wedding. We knew three songs are not enough for the ceremony but we couldn't find any other song. So when the ceremony was held, we panicked and chose songs on the spot. We ended up singing worship songs for the ceremony. Hahaha...

Here is a video of the ceremony:



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