#singer woes

[mellimagicsblog]

Me as a teen:

"Heh. The Nightmare Before Christmas' songs aren't hard to sing. I practice them all the time in my room from ear. Why are these singers so bad?"

Me as an adult:

"Danny Elfman what the hell is this?! The time signature changed twice in a two minute song and that note in the sheet music is DEFINITELY not the one you sang in the movie. Wtf? WTF?!"

[thingsthatgowoof]

This has been an incredible journey. It’s been frustrating, and illuminating, and intolerable, and liberating, and humbling all the same. I recommend a pilgrimage of vocal rest to anybody if you can afford to function in the silence long enough without any major disruption to your life. Vocal rest is more than just some trendy juice cleanse. I have found it very meditative. And it’s fascinating to learn what you’re capable of achieving without having to rely on your voice. In so many instances, having a voice is a luxury, and I realize now I’ve been taking it for granted.

[thingsthatgowoof]

Dawn of the Second Day

[classycassiisings-blog]

hearing for my recital was this morning

it was terrible.  I thought some of the singing was good, but according to my voice teacher, I barely passed.  I had a lot of memory issues, and whatever, that can easily be fixed, and two really difficult britten pieces that I had only ever gone over with my accompanist once with music.  It was just really bad.  The three judges were all telling me completely different things to help with my open vowels in the upper part of the staff, intonation was off apparently, in my last few songs I just completely gave up and was just singing them.  I haven't had the time with my coach because either he got sick or for some reason or another we had to miss a couple coachings, which is pissing me the hell off.  It was just so bad, I wanted to cry but still had to sing through my britten and then the mozart aria, which in my lesson on thursday was absolute shit.  3 and a half weeks until my recital, there is no time to fix all of the mistakes i made.  at least i waited until i walked off stage to cry, and then i got the sheets from the judges and i was the crazy person crying while reading comments in the lobby of the PAC, because i had to give the sheets back to my professor and i wasn't going to walk home and back with those sheets because i knew when i got home i was getting comfy and curling in a ball to lose myself in some tv of sorts.  So i had to read through the comments of how bad i was and three different perspectives on how to fix stuff...  returned those sheets, and then was the crazy person who was dressed to the nines and walking the half-mile while trying not to completely start sobbing.

how can i expect to get into programs and grad school when I can't even do this.  Like, really?  I want to do well, I want to wow people on the stage at my recital, but I apparently can't.  I felt terrible at my hearing.  I had almost no confidence and I just wanted to pass and have them stop looking at me like, "poor baby."

[zentennoohime-blog]

[ Sometimes I wonder how I get anything done when I'm belting out song after song while doing my stuff. ]

[bigconsequences]

So I have 2 ideas on my pre-1960's musical theater audition piece for college.

"The Lady Is A Tramp" and "Stepsister's Lament"

My only problems are now that I'm doubting whether the anthology had a solo arrangement for Stepsister's Lament and that I can't seem to find one solid plot description of "Babes In Arms" and my chorus teacher told me the pieces should fit a role I could play. So really I can't find one solid context for the song or what kind of person that character is. I've even seen two names interchangeably for the character who sings "The Lady Is A Tramp" and it's really frustrating and I really want to cry.

[doyoutakevoicelessons]

When no YAPS are doing my repertoire