Given that we’re not by definition an arts charity, or a singing charity, or a music charity like some of the charity friends we know and love, Refugee Action surprisingly does have more than a touch of Fame Academy about it.
Posts Tagged ‘charioke marathon’
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: We are the world, we are the people
Monday, October 19th, 2009Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: The Birdie Song
Friday, October 16th, 2009Yes, yes, the much-vaunted power of Twitter. Blahblah,##whateva.
Or so I used to think a few days’ ago, unreconstructed technophobe that I was. I just didn’t get why people would want to be updated about other people’s minute-by-minute brain vomit. Surely your random musings are best kept to yourself? Best to retain a bit of mystery, no?
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: Ain’t Too Proud To Beg
Monday, October 12th, 2009Working for a charity has a touch of the Oliver Twists about it.
You feel as if you’re perpetually scurrying around with a large begging bowl, whimpering at companies, friends, journalists, celebrities…
‘Please, Sir? Can I have some more?’
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: Hopelessly devoted to you
Saturday, October 10th, 2009Four reasons why I love the lads and lasses at Sing Up:
1) They are all about getting small people into singing mode as early as possible in their school lives (thus nurturing a whole new generation of karaokers – They really do believe that children are the charioke future)
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: I get by with a little help from my friends
Wednesday, October 7th, 2009There’s a certain danger attached to being too friendly with people that work for charities. A danger that’s not quite of the magnitude of being too friendly with undercover CIA agents or people that rob banks, but a clear and present danger all the same.
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and 3/4: Don’t Let Me Down
Monday, September 28th, 2009The past few days have been a flurry of emails. Emails to charities. Emails to businesses. Emails to our supporters. Emails to Lucky Voice. Emails to friends. Emails to relatives. Emails to people I pass on the street. Emails to potential singer-fundraisers. Emails to myself.
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and ¾: All I have to do is dream (dream, dream, dream)
Wednesday, August 19th, 2009I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and karaoke together, shoulder to shoulder.
I have a dream that one day in the streets of our great metropoles, people from all walks of life will unite under the colourful flag of karaoke.
Posted by Esme Peach
The Secret Diary of a Karaoke Addict Aged 31 and ¾: When the going gets tough, the tough get karaoke
Sunday, July 19th, 2009There is an ancient Zen master saying in Refugee Action’s Fundraising and Communications Team that sayeth, ‘When the going gets tough, the tough get karaoke’.
Posted by Esme Peach