It’s Monday in Toronto, two days after the Marianas Trench concert that I couldn’t convince any friends to attend. This was the concert where Murphy’s law kicked in and give me the chance to pick up front-row center tickets in the 202 section for $60 each ($5 under retail) - knowing I didn’t have anyone to go with. That’s life though right?
Anyway, I was heading back from the doctor’s office on Monday. Like the environmentally friendly guy I am, I took transit since the weather was nice. I had my MP3 player with me and I was playing Marianas Trench of course. Initially I was waiting for the bus alone, but a teenage girl (maybe 16) walked up and started waiting too.
When I have my earphones in I often have the bad habit of singing (usually quietly) along with the music. Normally I don’t do this when other people are around since I don’t want to be ‘that guy’. However, she was inside the bus shelter and I was outside, so I figured I could get away with it.
Usually I listen by album, so I had Ever After (the full album) playing, and it was almost finished. I had listened to most of it on the trip in, so I was down to the final songs. In particular, ‘So Soon’ was playing.
I prefer to sing along with the backing vocals since I love harmonies. However, there aren’t backing vocals on this track I was just singing the refrain and the parts of the verses I remembered. I can actually sing pretty well, although I certainly can’t hit the high notes that Josh does. (I’m a bass vocalist)
Towards the end of the song, after I had sung the refrain the third time, I notice that the girl in the bus shelter is crying. So I hit pause, pop out an earpiece and walk into the shelter. I ask “are you OK?” and she says “yeah”. Since she was still a bit weepy I asked “are you sure?” She says “yeah, it was because of the song.”
Since I didn’t put two and two together, I asked “what song”. She replied “So Soon, the one you were singing.”
So I’m like, “Oh, OK.” with a blank look on my face. Thankfully a bus appeared in the distance and saved me from this uncomfortable silence.
Of course all the way back home I’m thinking about it.
I made a teenage girl cry.
I’m really not sure if I should feel guilty about this or not.