Syncopated Rhythm Read Online Free PDF

and the sustained power notes were built for Kimi.  Very few singers out there can execute them.  I'm one of those few.  This song demonstrates why their band name was Satin Thunder.  Skylar the satin and Kimi the thunder.
    I was almost vibrating with the fun beat, feeling the love in the words, the wonder in the instrumental.  I closed my eyes and jumped up and down during the transitions.  I skipped from one side of the stage to the other.  I watched the people dancing on the small dance floor off to the side of the tables.
    Then I singled out the red headed sprite in the crowd and sang the last verse to her as she was smiling and bobbing on her feet by our table like most of the bar was doing now.  She closed her eyes and swished her head side to side to the last measure of fun rapid fire notes before the “gift” at the end.  That is the only way to describe the final, suddenly restrained power note at the end of the song that goes on for over a full measure beyond the instrumental.  Almost like Kimi was making a promise to Skylar with it.  Gawd I loved those two women together!  I am so glad that we are friends.
    It was quiet in the bar for as few seconds as I put the mic back in its stand.  Then the crowd erupted in cheers.  The DJ spoke over the PA system,  “Let's hear it for Judy everyone!”  The applause doubled as I made my way back to Kylee.  She was nothing but smiles as she was recording me and the reaction of the crowd.
    I got up to her and she put her iPad down on the table then engulfed me in a hug that was almost vibrating in enthusiasm.  “Oh my god Amber!  That was awesome!”  She seemed to realize what she was doing and quickly released me and stepped back a step, looking down in embarrassment.  My body was buzzing, missing our contact as she said, “Sorry.  I didn't... I mean, that was so much fun!  You are amazing!”  She bit her lower lip shyly.  Gawd it was cute.  It was warming me up in all the right places.
    I grinned at her. “Like I said, that's what music is all about.”  Then I gave her a sly smile.  “Your turn.”
    She was shaking her head vehemently as I grabbed her hand and tried to drag her to the stage.  Holy crap she was strong!  I raised her hand and kissed the back of it and tilted my head in what I hoped was a cute gesture.  I blinked my eyes comically as I begged. “Please Ky?  For me?”
    She seemed to have lost all of her strength as she stared at me blankly as I dragged her to the stage. Her voice was tiny.  “O... Ok Amber.”  Her eyes were locked on mine then she tore them away and looked around, realizing where she was. “No no no no...”  She tried to run but I wouldn't let go of her hand.
    I pushed her up the steps.  “Too late Ky!”  She rolled her eyes then she walked up to the mic and took it like it would burst into flames at any moment.
    The DJ asked her, “And what is your name darlin'?”
    She put the mic almost on her lips and said, “Ummm... Kylee.”  She pulled the mic back a bit at the feedback.
    The DJ gave her a reassuring and encouraging smile.  “And what song you want me to queue up for ya?”
    She lowered the mic and walked up to him and whispered something in his ear.  He nodded and she walked back to the front of the stage.  I walked down and around in front of her to encourage her.
    She stuck her tongue out at me as the music started and I began laughing almost hysterically as one of my own songs, Live the Beat, started up.  I was actually floored when she duplicated all the moves from my video perfectly as she sang in her wonderfully off-key voice.  After a couple lines, she realized that nobody was going to boo her off the stage.  This was karaoke at its best.  Everyone here was simply here to have a blast and lose their inhibitions.  It was all about having a good time.
    I was belting out the words from below with her and dancing along as she finally caught the fun bug.  She suddenly lit