Brodie Perry

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I have hopefully, finally grown up a bit to start. Like most of you probably, life has taken me on a roller coaster of a ride over the past 10 years. I sang for a while then went into business. Moved around, saw some new cities and people and country. Then was reminded that I was supposed to be singing and I never looked back. I have had the privilege to sing in many different venues and cities. Sometimes having another full time or part time job along with the gig, other times and most recently I have been singing full time. Along the way I was introduced to the right people and before you know it I was living in the LA area studying my craft with arguably the most famous voice teacher in the world. So having learned from the best in the business I have been training and educating myself to become a better singer and performer but also as a teacher. I have been a certified "Speech Level Singing" instructor for some time now and have a great passion for the voice. The singing of it and the teaching of it.

More important than everything thus far is the blessing of my beautiful wife Kerry and daughter Aria.

I guess it was an assembly of some sort but we were singing the "Jingle Bell Travel Log" which was a medley of Jingle Bells sung in the culture style and fashion of a few different countries. One was a Hawaiian/Beach Boys style then another was in Germany, perhaps something else as well but I don't remember. I do remember that there was an Asian themed version that we all new and loved but never had the soloist do their part. All of these versions of Jingle Bells were extremely unpolitically correct, but to me that is what made it all that much funnier. So sue me. So as we went through each individual section of the song and had a great time, we finally got to the Asian portion of the song. Now this is definitely a "you had to be there" story but if you could picture or remember when Norm Lister turned around and faced the audience, put on a rice hat and sang Ching gu pow aka jingle bells, you would have lost all composure and laughed as much as we did along with the audience. The crowed absolutley roared with laughter and us as the choir, barely was able to finish the song. Mr. Lister was our hero.