tell me more, tell me more!

whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wheee, I got a callback!!

For Sandy and Marty!!!
(Those are the two I really wanted, though I wouldn’t have minded Frenchy or Patty Simcox either.)

So, to-do list:
Download Grease soundtrack (no, I don’t have it – what kind of a theatre kid am I?)
Learn ALL THE SONGS (the ones I don’t know) before Sunday?

I’m never really sure how to prepare for a callback! I can at least thank the heavens above that I didn’t get called back for Cha-Cha, so there’s no advanced dance audition. :)

but instead, you came to me only in my dreams.

“I’m glad that you had an audition you were proud of,” he said.

“Well, it could have been better,” she hedged. “It could always be better.”

“Typical musician.” He smiled into her hair.

“Typical performer,” she said. The thought of calling herself a musician felt like walking up to Beethoven and poking him in the eye so that he was now mostly deaf and mostly blind (sorry, Beethoven).

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are singing auditions scary?

Apparently this is one of the top search terms that brings people to my blog!*

Well, hello, fellow singing-auditioners, who may or may not have singing anxiety!

Of course singing auditons are scary! Auditioning for anything is at least a little bit scary, right? It’s that thrill of adrenaline that gives us the extra push when we need to really sell that song. ALL the auditions are scary, at least a little bit. I think we can all agree on that, right? Good scary, maybe, but still scary!

Some people, though (myself included!), get very panicky and afraid when it comes to singing for an audition. (Or, y’know, just getting up and singing in front of people in general.) I am the type that gets sick to her stomach just thinking about singing auditions! In me, that sort of anxiety always manifests as an inability to catch my breath which is probably one of the worst feelings for someone who is attempting to sing! My voice comes out all thready and unsupported and weak and generally exactly the opposite of how I want it to sound. It’s paralyzing in so many ways.

I can’t tell you how much having a vocal coach has helped with this. Learning proper breathing techinques helps massively with learning how not to panic when you sing. There are lots of mental AND physical reasons for this gaspy, unable-to-catch-your-breath feeling, and learning how to breathe properly and focus on the correct things keeps me from panicking, since I have so many other things to think about.

If you don’t have a singing coach and/or can’t get one for whatever reason, there are many helpful videos on YouTube to get you started, at least!

It won’t let me embed this, so here’s a link!

As in most physical exercises, it really is best to have a one-on-one teacher, because they can correct you if you’re not quite doing things properly and they’re more able to help you figure out what works best for you as a singer!

So singing auditions are scary, and they’ll probably always be a little scary. But I promise they aren’t petrifying forever! ♥

For those of you that are blessed enough not to have singing anxiety…what are you sitting here reading this for? You should be out sharing your gift with the world!

* In case you were wondering, the others are: “no-one out-crazies Ophelia!”, various lyrics from “Batti batti,” and “courtesy is a lady’s armor.” That sums this blog up nicely, I think!

sfogati, ammazzami!

Second singing lesson with GG last night!

Weirdly, I’m not really sure how to start writing, but not because it was a bad lesson. Usually if I feel strange about starting a new post it’s because the lesson (or audition, etc) was bad and I don’t want to deal with it.

Last night was a terribly hot evening (and today a terribly hot and humid day), so GG procured us a space in an air condiditoned building, thank goodness. I was warm enough singing in the air-conditioned space, I can’t imagine what it would have been like otherwise.

It was another really GOOD lesson. I really love leaving a voice lesson feeling as though I learned something about my own voice and about singing properly and about music in general, all of which I felt I had the opportunity to learn last night.

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I’m a little lamb who’s lost in the wood.

Have I ever mentioned how glad I am for the invention of the GPS? Because I am seriously glad. I would never be able to get anywhere without it, since I am Miss No-Sense-of-Direction.

Yesterday I had another meeting at a casting agency, and here are my notes from when I was sitting in the waiting room:

I don’t know if this is reassuring or not, but:
a) there aren’t 100 other people here (just one other guy!)
b) this place is nowhere near as flashy/glam as JRP
c) there are a lot of pictures of a dude in a cowboy hat on the walls.

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and maybe, if I pray every night, you’ll come back to me.

I had my very first lesson with my new voice teacher last night!!

I’ve already decided what to call her: Genki Girl. She is remarkably enthusiastic and giggly while at the same time she’s very precise and explains things in a clear and relatable fashion. Actually, she makes me think of what I imagine my BFF’s teaching style must be like!

I forgot to mention last time, but Jordan Hall is where the NEC teachers conduct their lessons. Jordan Hall is (maybe obviously?) a concert hall, and it feels very official and fancy to be practising right across the hallway from a gorgeous concert hall!

Needless to say, my first lesson went very well.
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and don’t tell me what to do, don’t tell me what to say.

Normally I would have had a singing lesson yesterday, but I begged off in the interests of sleeping in and going in to work later, since I’d been up too late the night before. Since I went back home and went immediately to bed after work and slept through the night, as well, that was probably for the best.

I did hear from my Shiny New Voice Teacher this week and will be starting with her next Wednesday. I am really, really excited – perhaps more excited than I ought to be, as it’s not though my issues will disappear immediately upon starting with a new teacher. Although that would be nice. Paging Svengali.

(On that note, maybe I ought to go by Trilby as a nickname. :D?)

Well, in any case, my next move is my first singing lesson with my new voice teacher next Wednesday. After that, I do have an appointment with another casting agency (?). And I need to look for something to audition for Grease with; I’m thinking about using an actual pop song from the 50s/60s for that purpose. Right now I’m thinking either “You Don’t Own Me” or

I must become a lion-hearted girl.

knave of pentacles

daily tarot for 7/1:

The Knave of Pentacles card suggests that my power today lies in recognition. I am enthusiastic about, and take pride in, my newfound validation or potential and will use it as a motivator towards greater things. My asset is self-worth.

Last night, after work, I caught the Orange Line in to Boston. I was accosted by a bunch of Mormon boys in suits and ties and shiny shiny shoes (but only in the politest of ways, of course). (I chatted with one of them about classical music and that the fact that people expect you to know what should do with your life at eighteen is kind of silly.)

I made my way to Jordan Hall at the New England Conservatory with zero problems, which is unusual for me (Miss No-Sense-of-Direction). I was early so I went to Panera across the street and bought a bottle of water and tried very hard not to throw up. Auditions are scary, of course, but singing auditions are yet scarier, and singing for the co-chair of the New England Conservatory’s voice program to be placed into private lessons is doubleplusungood scary.
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