Writer, Arts Educator
My life for the next six weeks. I can’t believe rehearsals start tomorrow. 😂 And yes, the music you actually see there is originally from King Arthur. But now it’s in Dido and Aeneas. As our unofficial motto explains, “If they didn’t want us to mess with it, they shouldn’t have died.”
Here’s the one photo *I* managed take at the recital this evening (Paul, of course, took real ones), but this was such a great and hilarious moment with our two alumni singers and their very similar school water bottles. More wonderful, of course, was hearing how beautifully they are singing after their first year as vocal performance majors. I could not be more proud of them, or of all my students who performed tonight. Everyone has grown so much! Thanks, everyone, for coming out tonight to hear my wonderful teens sing. And thanks, wonderful teens, for all your hard work and developing artistry. 💜
Yesterday was a whirlwind of class and birthday celebration, with the added excitement/terror of the fundraiser on top of it, and it wasn’t until fairly late in the evening that I turned to my husband and said, “Oh, I just realized that I’m forty-nine.” So that happened.
So hey, I’m forty-nine, and though I’m sorry (relieved?) to report that I did not raise enough money to be forced to prepare a full recital for you all, I did raise $3,700.00 for my teen opera workshop‘s summer production. This means that I am on the hook to record FIVE (count ’em, FIVE) French art songs for public consumption, and and so that process begins! I’ve already started practicing, and I’ll be spending the time it takes to resurrect my rusty voice from retirement, improve my highly questionable French, and rehearse and record five songs for you. [Read more…]