10 a.m. Well done, me! Now I’m getting into the ‘sleeping in’ range.
My brother found a choral group singing in English that meets Monday nights. I half reluctantly went along. While I’ve spent years singing in choirs and enjoyed it, it takes a different kind of singing voice than the one I’ve developed. Ah, be honest! I went along so my bro wasn’t so nervous. And to check it out for myself. But mostly for the comfort of my bro. It’s almost an hour on the metro to get there, so that’s a minus. It’s a very small group, only ten people at most when everyone (including the choir master) kicks in with singing. And the music! Yeesh. I spent years mastering Latin, German, French, and Italian singing. I’ve done near impossible masses and stuff so tricky most professional groups don’t even try it. What I got last night was pop medleys. And not even pop songs I like. All of that’s negative.
Now, for the positives.
I’ll admit the director’s enthusiasm for my skills and voice has to be put in the positive column. Yeah; I like getting the attention. What part do you sing? I responded in my best purring contralto voice: alto. I can hear that, she said. Then later: Can you read music? Yes, I can. The director’s face literally lit up. Visibly. It was there for anyone to read: Thank you for sending me someone with some talent! To say my voice was rusty is an understatement. I have to relearn how to sing with a group. I’m so used to belting things out, and now I’m being asked to keep it light, keep it airy, pull it back. It’s actually damned tough for me. There was only one other alto, so they need me. And when we finally pulled the warm-up scales down into my comfortable range, the director heard my fog horn voice and tremolo. Hell! I heard it come out of me, and she stood me directly in front of her.
Was upfront about the play and my commitments. Mentioned I didn’t want to let anyone down. Still I was encouraged to come when I could. And I think I may.
Yesterday was also my first day back to language class. I messed up a few times. REALLY messed up. But I laughed it off, and said my brains weren’t quite on Dutch yet. A lot of the people in the class aren’t coming this year. Either they’re in another class (really surprising) or they’ve just dropped out and not returned. We’re down to 4 students and two teachers. I’m sure we’ll pick up some more people as the semester goes on; seems we always do. Good to get back to it. And my teachers are upping the anti; we worked on dictation from group 6 (a level up).
Seems we have a bit of an Indian summer going on. The days are back into the 20s, the skies are sunny, the breezes warm. Would like to get to the gym today, but I’ll have to see. My laundry piled up to mountainous heights and today’s the first day I can start on it. Plus there’s shopping to do, garbage and recycling to pick up, and 6 pages of Dutch homework. Plenty to keep me busy.
…Ah. So my brother slept in even later than I today. He’s up now, and one of his first comments was: I’m going back to the choir; I need the rehearsal. I don’t know if you will, but I’m sure you’ll be the one everyone asks about… *wince* Yes, that happened, too. I got the lion’s share of praise and attention and he was sort of shunted to the side. I told him that was the director’s problem. There’s only one other male singer, and the director should have been more enthused to see my bro than me. But, yeah. That little tidbit falls into the negative category. I do not need outside forces trying to pit my brother against me. That happens all too often.
I’ve gotta just get serious. Stop dilly-dallying and get down to it. Ugh! Metaphorically it feels like I’m putting on a pair of hygienic gloves to clean out the Universal toilet. An ugly job if ever there was one. I just don’t want to do it.
Well… Let’s try to remember what we want, shall we? First thing: stay healthy so your projects keep on track. So getting to the gym or taking a walk in the sunshine is priority. The laundry can be squeezed in around taking care of yourself. The choir…that will depend on your mood and energy, as well as the weather. Cold, wet nights in November will not be the time to ‘go and sing a bit’. The director will send the sound files to your bro. Listen to them; you practically picked up everything last night. A couple of times thru and you should have it. Play all that by ear. You’ll get to your homework, no problem. Remember to keep working with make-up, checking the various inboxes, staying in touch with everyone. Keep on top of what day it is, the medicines you need to take, make sure you eat regular meals, and sleep as much as possible.
Stay on the basics. The rest will take care of itself.