A tale of two performances
September 11, 2011

Here’s a personal story of success and failure at performing the same aria at two different performances…

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Story #1:

The year was 2004.  I was a few weeks pregnant with my first child.  I was constantly snacking on carbohydrates to keep my hormonally-induced nausea at bay.  I got a call one Thursday – could I step in as a last-minute replacement for an opera concert in south Georgia that Saturday?

Who could say no to such a tempting offer?

I took a day off from my receptionist job and spent all day Friday memorizing ‘Sull’aria’, a sextet or octet of some sort from something and the Rosenkavalier trio.  I needed a solo piece too, so I chose my old chestnut, Micaela’s Aria from Carmen.  As long as I didn’t throw upon stage, I could probably do pretty well for a last-minute replacement.

I didn’t really have the greatest dress, or the greatest idea of what was going on in general, but Saturday arrived, and I traveled the three and a half hours to Albany, Georgia and prepared to take the stage.

I made it through the ‘Sull’aria’ just fine.  I knew I didn’t quite have the Rosenkavalier trio down, but well prior to that in the program was my aria.  I emerged from the wings, slightly nauseous, no doubt still brushing cracker crumbs from my dress, and proceeded to…

nail.

it.

I swear to god, I have no idea what happened.  I sang and it was good.  I managed to do things with that aria that I haven’t managed to do since.  When I finished, the audience gave me more than applause, they gave me cheers.  I returned to the wings, sat down, and began munching on an orange.  A friend gave me the Wayne’s World ‘We’re not worthy’ bow.  I threw a saltine at him.

Story #2:

The year is still 2004.  I am five months into the same pregnancy – I was feeling a lot less nauseous, but now I had a volleyball-sized baby lodged under my ribcage.

I traveled to Italy on tour with the Michael O’Neal Singers.  The first concert on our twelve-day trip was at the Naples Conservatory.  I was dehydrated and jet lagged.  Nonetheless, my first solo on the program was Micaela’s Aria.  I stepped forward, opened my mouth, and proceeded to…

blow.

it.

I swear to god, I have no idea what happened.  I sang and it sucked.  I managed to mangle that aria in ways I haven’t managed to do since.  When I went for the climactic high B and shanked it, I saw members of the audience being to laugh.  When I was done, I returned to my spot in the choir, and for the first time, experienced an intense bout of flop sweat.  After the concert was over, the same friend who had bowed to me months prior simply put his arm around me and asked, ‘How ya feeling?’  I told him that I had wanted the stage to swallow me up.

Please, please tell you have experienced something like this.  Tell me that you’ve had such moments of bliss and moments of hell, all in the name of performing.

Is there any way to be secure in one’s talent when such caprices of fate can take the very same song and make it a triumph or a failure?

At least Renee knows how I feel…

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Who’s afraid of a recital?
September 10, 2011

When you think of going to a recital, do you think of a torturous event that goes something like this?

Yikes.

I would like for my next recital to have a bit more fun in the air than that.  I don’t desire to veer too far into informality (I haven’t yet learned to tread the fine line between ‘informal’ and ‘sloppy’), but haven’t we all seen enough of the soprano-in-the-piano-curve productions?  What can be done to loosen up the traditional presentation of song while maintaining high performance standards?

Seriously, do you know?  ‘Cause I’d like to try it. 

I Googled (you’ll see that I do that A LOT) ‘chamber music Atlanta’ and look what I found…Fringe.  I am in LOVE with this concept of chamber music performance.  From their website:

“…concerts feature live chamber music (classical music played by small groups of musicians), with performances of some of the most virtuosic music compositions ever written, performed by the best musicians in Atlanta and throughout the country. Unlike the iconic classical music experience of sitting, listening, yawning, and then leaving, each interactive concert is a blend of live music performances, an art gallery, a DJ spinning ambient electronica, short films, and the much-acclaimed documentaries of that evening’s performers.”

I’m not much for electronica, frankly, but I can overlook that.  Would you rather spend an evening ‘sitting, listening, yawning and then leaving’, or would you prefer to have a deeper level of engagement with a range of artists and art?  I intend to find out for myself – I’ve purchased a ticket for Fringe’s next performance.

Until then, I have a piano curve to go stand in…

Lookie, lookie, lookie!
July 7, 2011

Here’s a picture of me holding in my hot little hands a copy of a song sent to me by a British composer, Adrian Williams.

I found him on the internet (www.adrianwilliamsmusic.com) and was captivated by one of his songs,Red Kite Flying.  One brief email exchange later, and Adrian generously shared a copy of the song with me .

It’s a special joy to be in such close contact with composers, and Jackie, Allen and I have developed a taste for it.  So far in our recitals, we’ve shared unpublished works from composers Adam Burnette and Cary Radcliff, and we’re unearthing new possibilities for our next program.  Jackie’s considering some pieces from New York composer Tom Herman (you can check out some samples here), who is a massage therapist by day!

I went looking for pieces with soprano and chamber ensemble, and stumbled upon these pieces for flute and soprano.  I hadn’t heard of the composer, but a short Google search brought me…right back to Atlanta.  The composer plays for the ASO and teaches at Kennesaw State University up the road.  What are the chances?
And at least all this new music has gotten ‘The Yellow Rose of Texas’ out of my head!

Okay, now music must wait, the Breaking Bad season premier is on…

Searching…
July 6, 2011

So, I have been doing just as I predicted I would do in preparation for Recital 3.0 – spending lots and lots and lots of time online , sifting through hours of aural material.  This is what I have looked like this week:
listening
Charming, no?  I’ve stumbled upon songs ranging from unpublished, recently created works to songs from older masters that I hadn’t heard before.  What would I do without Google, YouTube and Amazon.com?  Jackie and Allen will likely be sick of me and my constant emails in about another week.  So many possibilities…
I’m working ‘Non mi dir’ from Don Giovanni a little bit, which doesn’t exactly fit in to my recital repertoire, but as my college voice teacher told me, ‘Mozart is wonderful for the voice.’  What a powerhouse of a piece – it’s not bombastic, it just takes incredible technique.

Today I had a lesson with my favorite coach, Marina (www.voice-movement.com).  She’s an invaluable help to me in my continued growth a a singer.  Today we worked on evening out the quality in my upper and lower ranges and freeing my sustained tones in the upper range.  We did some good work today – thank you, Marina!

After learning (as a lot of you maybe already know) that most of Emily Dickinson’s poems can be sung to the tune of ‘The Yellow Rose of Texas’, I’ve got that running through my head…  Sing it with me!  ‘I felt a funeral in my brain/and mourners to and fro/kept treading, treading till it seemed/that sense was breaking through…’

Recital 3.0
June 27, 2011

Well, we’re at it again.  I met with my musical partners-in-crime, Allen and Jackie, and we spent several hours listening, playing, singing, and searching for the right rep for our next recital (tentatively scheduled for Feb. 2012, I believe).  I could have stayed all night, and nearly did, as I always lose track of time when I’m with those two.  I brought some pieces by Rebecca Clarke, a few Tom Cipullo songs, some Lee Hoiby, and for fun, the de Falla Seven Popular Spanish Songs.  The de Falla is a bit too low, but it has such a great flavor, I couldn’t resist.  The Clarke won’t work at all, but watch out for that Cipullo!
Jackie and Allen know a good many instrumentalists, and so far, we’ve done pieces with cello, clarinet and oboe on our recitals.  We would love to try to put together a small ensemble for this next recital – we’ll see how that continues to evolve.  It’s great to dream it up and work things through and make things happen for ourselves.  I really have Allen and Jackie to thank for bringing me in on the music making – it was their idea to put on a joint recital a few years ago, and here we are, still going.  If left to my own devices, I’d still be wishing for the day when I could sing my own art song recital.

As I was searching the internet for more music, I said to Jackie, ‘I can’t believe how much music is out there, if you look.’  I can’t pretend to like all of it, but thanks to the internet (hooray for the interwebs!) there is almost no end to the amount of music to hear and explore.  I honestly can spend hours sitting at my laptop, combing through websites, looking for great music for the three of us to tackle.  For the next month or so, you’ll know where to find me…

And if that wasn’t enough, a storm came through the area while we were rehearsing and afterwards the largest rainbow I’ve ever seen in my life was stretched across the sky.  An auspicious beginning, I think.

Somewhere over the rainbow...