one day I’ll be there, standing center stage, my guitar slung over my shoulder. A million people waiting in tiered seats to hear what i have to say. A band of friends around me…. I’ll step up to the microphone… and live my dream
a microphone is what people talk into, politicians, people giving speeches, all kinds of people. it makes your voice louder so more people can hear it. if you have a powerful enough voice you don’t need a microphone if your in a room that is a size where your voice can carry far enough and if you have power in your voice.
Lindsay
There was a microphone in front of me, just sitting there. It was like it was staring at me. I stared back. My words were stuck in my throat. I couldn’t speak, my mouth was dry. Water would be nice. I shifted my gaze from the microphone to the crowd. They were expecting a revolutionary speech, a war starter. Could I really do that? Could I start a war?
Danielle
i lived my life behind it.
we sprayed it with Lysol between shifts.
it did not define me.
i regret how much I could have made it all better. for me.
i learned that “most people” are all that and more.
i lived my life behind it.
we sprayed it with Lysol between shifts.
it did not define me.
i regret how much I could have made it all better. for me.
i learned that “most people” are all that and more
pd
help musicians express to the world how important music is.
help leaders express to the world how important freedom is.
help people express to other people how important life is.
Jennifer
MIC… MIc…. Mic… mic phone. that what comes to mind when i hear or see the word Microphone. It’s off the icarly show. done.
a microscope is a cool looking tool it helps you look at small thing like aunts to brun or other burning coll stuff to i or me peronaly i like to burn all cinda of stuff with a microscope
luke090
microphone s for i am a younge dj i done weddings pairty i am the dj king i love to crach and party.
The microphone hit me so hard, I fell into his lap. He didn’t try to break my fall; I ended up on the concrete floor. I’m not worth the effort, I thought. He loves someone else. He didn’t help me to my feet but I detected a slight laugh as I tried to find my shoe.
i wish i was standing on stage singing my brains out with the microphone the crowd loving me and my voice sounding like a sweet sensation from heaven! i would be adored and i would adore the feeling …the feeling like you’re floating on air holding that microphone in your hand feeling its weight knowing its the key to your success that all can hear your magic
Mariah Harrison
All I need is one Mic one to tell the message one to tell the world. John the Baptist was one voice Jesus Christ was the word become flesh. All it takes is one. Even if the whole world won’t believe, even if they have all turned to their own ways. Sheep recognize the Shepard’s voice.
Jbaptist
I love my mic. i practically live behind it. I tell it everything and it takes it all in without judging or disbelief. It’s my way to reach the world.
Jon Mendte
when i speak into a microphone my bellows about the room in a wave of high sound everyone hears me. and when everyone hears me i begin to talk so that all who listen will know what i am saying.
Something for a person to express their feelings through, like music, through lyrics; it helps to show an easier way to communicate your emotions in person. <3
My Granddaughter picked up a hair brush and begain singing into like a singer holding a microphone. There is nothing she wants more than to be a singer. Play the guitar and write her own songs. Her dream is my dream. To see her become the person she sees in her minds eye is a beautiful dream that can come true.
Sandra Breault
My heart is thumping painfully in my chest, because I’m not sure I’ll remember all the words even though I practiced for hours and hours and hours. It’s not that I can’t, or don’t like to preform, it’s just that this light is eating me alive. It’s too much in my eyes, and I can’t breathe anymore.
Aymz
when i was like 15 i bought a little home recording studio. it was a lexicon omega usb audio interface and i bought a nice little microphone to go with it. i wanted to be a musician but that dream is kind of dead to me now. now, i just wanna pay rent on time and ill be good
conuts
I spoke into it like I was madly in love with her. She had a golden meadow of soft, luxurious curls, an ashen tone and a cinnamon luster. She spoke softly.
D. Joseph
Microphones are giant penises. They are covered with verbal ejaculate. They are vessels for people to masturbate publicly. Microphones are tools which are used by many.
Otis
I cringed. I had tried to address the crowd, but the only sound was the terrible screech of feedback from the microphone. This noise clearly did not have the calming effect I had hoped to achieve with words of encouragement. The overwhelming fear in the crowd only grew with the sound.
nervous. stomach drops. mind spins. I try to calm my breathing. I grasp the microphone stand, palms sweaty. My voice cracks as the words spill out, my most intimate thoughts put into verses and stanzas now echoing around the walls of the room, swirling into the ears of everyone listening. I let them in.
Meg
she always had a fear of microphones. May be the overall overbearing presence of them, and the presence they enforced upon her, a presence she would rather not participate in. Phonographically, her voice always bothered her. her
makropoulos
I could feel my voice
stuck in the depths of my heart
trying to find the words
trying to figure you out
if only there were
a microphone
for one’s feelings
Louuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddder! Louder! Too loud, some would say.
Chris Pate
Tonight I sing into this microphone
the love song that I’ve sang for so many others.
But you’re different. You’re special.
The words flow through my lips
and your smile tells me
you feel the same.
i love microphones! they allow you to express your voice in a way that allows many to hear you! im not a singer or a announcer of any sort, but i think everyone deserves a little time in front of the microphone, we all have something to say and it allows us all to get a chance to say it, equally. thats it, thats all i got, nachos!
Elijah
Sounds that are quiet can be made loud, people who feel unimportant can become all that matters to you, gestures that feel insignificant can mean the world to someone else. Sometimes, you just have to turn up the volume.
Sydney Blake
The soapbox of our generation.
Say what you want to say, sing what you want to sing, rap what you want to rap, and scream what you want to scream.
That should always be your motive.
From input to output, from speaker to speakers, from a basement to the stage. The power of the microphone is amplified by the crowd.
one day I’ll be there, standing center stage, my guitar slung over my shoulder. A million people waiting in tiered seats to hear what i have to say. A band of friends around me…. I’ll step up to the microphone… and live my dream
a microphone is what people talk into, politicians, people giving speeches, all kinds of people. it makes your voice louder so more people can hear it. if you have a powerful enough voice you don’t need a microphone if your in a room that is a size where your voice can carry far enough and if you have power in your voice.
There was a microphone in front of me, just sitting there. It was like it was staring at me. I stared back. My words were stuck in my throat. I couldn’t speak, my mouth was dry. Water would be nice. I shifted my gaze from the microphone to the crowd. They were expecting a revolutionary speech, a war starter. Could I really do that? Could I start a war?
i lived my life behind it.
we sprayed it with Lysol between shifts.
it did not define me.
i regret how much I could have made it all better. for me.
i learned that “most people” are all that and more.
i lived my life behind it.
we sprayed it with Lysol between shifts.
it did not define me.
i regret how much I could have made it all better. for me.
i learned that “most people” are all that and more
help musicians express to the world how important music is.
help leaders express to the world how important freedom is.
help people express to other people how important life is.
MIC… MIc…. Mic… mic phone. that what comes to mind when i hear or see the word Microphone. It’s off the icarly show. done.
I see a microphone. But there no one there. Why is the microphone alone. In a concert
a microphone is something that you speak through at games and special events. microphones make your voice louder so people can here you better.
I like using microphones.(: I think their legit because it’s like yelling anything your saying.(:
When you want entertainment you could do many things. One of the those things is watching someone sing into a microphone.
a microscope is a cool looking tool it helps you look at small thing like aunts to brun or other burning coll stuff to i or me peronaly i like to burn all cinda of stuff with a microscope
microphone s for i am a younge dj i done weddings pairty i am the dj king i love to crach and party.
The microphone hit me so hard, I fell into his lap. He didn’t try to break my fall; I ended up on the concrete floor. I’m not worth the effort, I thought. He loves someone else. He didn’t help me to my feet but I detected a slight laugh as I tried to find my shoe.
i wish i was standing on stage singing my brains out with the microphone the crowd loving me and my voice sounding like a sweet sensation from heaven! i would be adored and i would adore the feeling …the feeling like you’re floating on air holding that microphone in your hand feeling its weight knowing its the key to your success that all can hear your magic
All I need is one Mic one to tell the message one to tell the world. John the Baptist was one voice Jesus Christ was the word become flesh. All it takes is one. Even if the whole world won’t believe, even if they have all turned to their own ways. Sheep recognize the Shepard’s voice.
I love my mic. i practically live behind it. I tell it everything and it takes it all in without judging or disbelief. It’s my way to reach the world.
when i speak into a microphone my bellows about the room in a wave of high sound everyone hears me. and when everyone hears me i begin to talk so that all who listen will know what i am saying.
when i speak into a microphone my bellows about the room in a wave of high sound everyone hears me.
Something for a person to express their feelings through, like music, through lyrics; it helps to show an easier way to communicate your emotions in person. <3
My Granddaughter picked up a hair brush and begain singing into like a singer holding a microphone. There is nothing she wants more than to be a singer. Play the guitar and write her own songs. Her dream is my dream. To see her become the person she sees in her minds eye is a beautiful dream that can come true.
My heart is thumping painfully in my chest, because I’m not sure I’ll remember all the words even though I practiced for hours and hours and hours. It’s not that I can’t, or don’t like to preform, it’s just that this light is eating me alive. It’s too much in my eyes, and I can’t breathe anymore.
when i was like 15 i bought a little home recording studio. it was a lexicon omega usb audio interface and i bought a nice little microphone to go with it. i wanted to be a musician but that dream is kind of dead to me now. now, i just wanna pay rent on time and ill be good
I spoke into it like I was madly in love with her. She had a golden meadow of soft, luxurious curls, an ashen tone and a cinnamon luster. She spoke softly.
Microphones are giant penises. They are covered with verbal ejaculate. They are vessels for people to masturbate publicly. Microphones are tools which are used by many.
I cringed. I had tried to address the crowd, but the only sound was the terrible screech of feedback from the microphone. This noise clearly did not have the calming effect I had hoped to achieve with words of encouragement. The overwhelming fear in the crowd only grew with the sound.
nervous. stomach drops. mind spins. I try to calm my breathing. I grasp the microphone stand, palms sweaty. My voice cracks as the words spill out, my most intimate thoughts put into verses and stanzas now echoing around the walls of the room, swirling into the ears of everyone listening. I let them in.
she always had a fear of microphones. May be the overall overbearing presence of them, and the presence they enforced upon her, a presence she would rather not participate in. Phonographically, her voice always bothered her. her
I could feel my voice
stuck in the depths of my heart
trying to find the words
trying to figure you out
if only there were
a microphone
for one’s feelings
Louuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddder! Louder! Too loud, some would say.
Tonight I sing into this microphone
the love song that I’ve sang for so many others.
But you’re different. You’re special.
The words flow through my lips
and your smile tells me
you feel the same.
i love microphones! they allow you to express your voice in a way that allows many to hear you! im not a singer or a announcer of any sort, but i think everyone deserves a little time in front of the microphone, we all have something to say and it allows us all to get a chance to say it, equally. thats it, thats all i got, nachos!
Sounds that are quiet can be made loud, people who feel unimportant can become all that matters to you, gestures that feel insignificant can mean the world to someone else. Sometimes, you just have to turn up the volume.
The soapbox of our generation.
Say what you want to say, sing what you want to sing, rap what you want to rap, and scream what you want to scream.
That should always be your motive.