First Sunday Off

December 13th, 2009

THANK YOU BISHOP:



Remember how I quit my job at Quality Paws? Last night, just as I was celebrating the fact that I could sleep in in the morning, I got a call from an (ex) co-worker asking me to cover for her. Gaaaah.

After hours of arguing with myself, I decided I would do it for the following reasons:

  1. This girl was taking up the shifts I left behind, and she didn’t realize she was scheduled to do so this soon.
  2. This girl is nice. She also just finished the semester and had planned a celebration brunch.
  3. I was fortunate enough to come to an arrangement with my (ex) boss that I could likely work when it’s convenient to me, and still get paid (maybe even retain my discount?) for it, which is pretty damn useful. I figured covering for this girl would play in my favor for future opportunities.

SO…. I texted, said I would do it, got a text back that said she got it covered and I don’t have to! Sweet, I showed that I’m willing, at least sometimes, AND I got to sleep in.

Ok, this has nothing to do with my goal tracking blog thing and I’m ashamed. Let’s talk singing. Lesson got pushed around again this week, and I ended up taking it yesterday at 1:30. We did the warmups, and allowing my voice to switch naturally into head voice when it needs to is apparently a huge problem for me. Or, at least, it’s a huge focusing place right now. I still resist head voice, probably because I always thought it sounded stupid, but I’m learning that it doesn’t have to and that it’s unhealthy to try to sing that high in chest. I can’t quite make the change though, without making a weird cracking sound. Blech.

Next, opera song. I’m not keeping my jaw loose enough, so I had to actually physically hold my face while singing this time, to feel where I’m keeping it tight. I also keep slacking on the church lady voice, and on the accent. Apparently I’m not singing in Italian, I’m just reading the words as if they were English. This prompted Amra to tell me “it’s ok, you’ve never studied languages, so it’s understandable.” Of course, I’ve studied Spanish since I was 8, but pay that no mind….. I did tell him that, and we decided together that “what’s your excuse for sucking” is a better approach for me than “you must have never done this before.” I tried to sing as if it was in Spanish, at least, but I can tell that it’s not satisfactory. I think years of feeling pretentious if I used too heavy of an accent are standing in my way.

On My Own came next, and pacing my breath was mostly what we worked on. It helps a great deal to prepare for each coming phrase, instead of just filling up with air whenever I can. My voice cracked once on the ‘ing’ in ‘pretending,’ and Amra reminded me to “think down.” I like that one, it’s easy to imagine for some reason… and it always helps. It also helps to string all the words together, like each phrase is one big cursive word. I’m getting better at the belts, though I discovered I am incapable of singing the ending, which is soft and on easy notes. Amra says that I need twice as much control in that part, and so I’m running out of breath, even though this part is much shorter than other parts I sang easily. I’m no good at soft. He wanted me to try that part in head voice, and liked the results, but I like it better in chest, so I’ll work on it. I was also singing a couple of notes too short, and Amra did another “it’s ok, you haven’t studied music” explanation for it. Except that I’ve studied music since I was 8. I can read music, god damn it. ALTHOUGH, reading it on piano and reading it for voice is a lot different for me. I’m not really reading the music when I sing, just singing by ear, which honestly, I did a lot of in piano as well. So, new goal…. relearn music theory.

Hopefully next lesson is Tuesday, and I’m supposed to come up with some songs I would like to work on…. songs from musicals, I mean. Thoughts anyone? Dana, Josh, Zack, you are the ones who read this (sometimes) that know a lot of musicals… any ideas? He already agreed to Little Shop.

In other news, my basement flooded. Wooo frozen, bursting pipes. Sean from the Orange Cat Studios came down and took a look at it, and he thinks we’ll have to go through the bathroom floor to get to the pipes, yikes. He did shut off the water to that room though, which I don’t use very often. So I have water everywhere else and we’ll fix it in January. Yee-haw.

Forever and a day.

December 5th, 2009

Voice lesson got bumped around a lot this week. Amra kept switching the day, something about rehearsing with Koreans, who knows.

We met on Friday and I was super sick. Me duele mi estomago. Except in past tense. Me dolio mi estomago. Except with accents. And my whole body was achey and sore on account of my bed being too little for 4 bodies and all. 2 people 2 dogs. You know.

Anywho, we did a lot more warming up than usual this week and worked on mixing in more head voice. This embarrasses me, but definitely makes a difference. Then we did the opera lady song which is starting to get a lot easier. We determined that in chest voice I can get to at least C (C5 I think) and in head voice I can reach at least B flat (B flat 5 – How do you make a flat symbol on Wordpress? How do you make Spanish accents on Wordpress?). I was informed that I am a Soprano, whatever this gibberish word means. Isn’t that what most girls are?

Next we worked on On My Own, and the following two revelations occurred:

  1. I am starting to breathe correctly, even when not singing. Before these lessons, inhaling meant my chest would rise, and I would suck in my stomach, holding the air just below my throat (sort of). When I exhaled, I would drop my shoulders back into bad posture zone, sticking out my belly in the process. Apparently I’m supposed to do the opposite. If my posture is right, inhaling makes my stomach expand and push out on my ribs. Exhaling means the stomach pulls in. This was really really hard for me to do, but after only 4 weeks, I have to actively try to do it the old way. And it’s hard. And it feels stupid.
  2. My voice is starting to crack when I “belt” or whatever at C, which teach says means I’m actually starting to do it right. He could just be trying to make me feel better, but that never happened before, when I was singing alone in my house doing everything wrong, so it has to at least mean I’m doing things differently. I don’t quite understand the explanation, but I’m gonna try: Apparently when I sing notes that are a little high for me, I strain and try to push them out with my throat to compensate for the sound feeling small and weak. Apparently I am supposed to let it get “small” and use my diaphragm for power/support. If my voice is cracking, that means I am doing the first part, and not enough of the second. Therefore, if I focus more on “pushing it down,” that is, supporting it from mah belly, the cracking shouldn’t happen. Tried it, totally worked. Sweet.

It’s still hella embarrassing when the voice cracks, though. But at this point I’m used to making an ass of myself, so whatevs yo.

Amra informed me that he wants to try a performance class and would like me to participate. I don’t know what this means, but I assume it involves singing in front of other people which is hell to the no. I guess most of his students are like 13, which would make it worse instead of better because I would feel stupid in a class of kids. If some of his older students are doing it, I would consider it, maybe, next time he does it. I don’t wanna do the voice cracky thing in front of other people! What’s the point even? I can handle the I’m-so-scared-and-that’s-why-I-suck attitude that I’ve been sporting, but if I throw myself completely out there and give it my all, even in “performance classes” then I risk learning that I am truly a bad singer and there is nothing I can do about it. Which would be just awful.

Anyways, after the lesson, Amra walked me out and we had the obligatory pep talk in which he tells me I really am good and can be really good and he’s not just saying that, blah blah blah. I assume he’s a liar face, but he says he’s not. He said/she said, no resolution in sight.

In other news, I really should probably definitely maybe post about stuff other than the singing lessons. I’m behind on everything else, gym, animal care, social whatevers, house stuff…. I did quit my weekend job though, that’s new. I really like the store and the people who work there but I keep having to skip family events and baby time, and I don’t wanna anymore. So there.

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November 25th, 2009

One of the comments caught in my spam filter was:

“A successful blog needs unique, useful content that interests the readers.”

That’s a little editorial, don’t you think Spambot? Rude ass machine.

3rd lesson tonight! Started off kinda rocky, I understand everything my teacher says (mostly), but I am still failing at a lot of it. I am supposed to work on singing more “up and down” and from the back of my head, but I honestly can’t hear the difference when I do it and it’s really not sinking it yet. Hopefully eventually.

More classical singing tonight, during which my main instructions are “do your best opera church lady voice.” I commented and maintain that I sound like the sister in Dirty Dancing during her talent show song. Which is to say lame. Very lame. Amra told me that apparently that chick is an amazing singer IRL. Who knew.

Then we did On My Own, and I sang alone for the first time. He can definitely tell when I get scared and will sing with me during those parts, but I sang most of the song alone, and I still feel like I sound 8 years old. We worked on going from chest voice to head voice for one note, then back to chest voice. I thought I would hate that, but it was actually very pretty….. When the song was over I mentioned that I had been obsessively listening to Suddenly Seymour this week. THEN, because the universe loves me, Amra was all “NO WAY I TOTALLY BROUGHT THAT SONG WE ARE SO ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH.” What?????? Get right out of town.

He wanted to do Somewhere That’s Green, which I don’t know as well, but loved attempting to sing, and then we tried Suddenly Seymour. The best/worst part about that song is that there is no way I can hide behind it. I can’t sing it conservatively. The only chance I have of hitting the notes is to sing it with everything I have, so it forces me to chill the eff out and just sing. It was at the end of the lesson, and we weren’t really taking it seriously, so my voice was tired and cracky and horrid, but it was fun x 1000. I really hope we keep singing it. Because it’s awesome:



Also… what, invisible reader, do you think about me taking lessons twice a week? Aside from the obvious money issue, I feel kind of stupid and presumptuous doing such a thing, but I also love every second of it and want to do it all the time. Thoughts?

Unwarranted Deadwood Interjection

November 23rd, 2009

This obviously has nothing to do with anything except that I’m a tv nut, and I adore this scene. Actually, this whole episode is perfection, I wish the clip went all the way to “I’m as nimble as a forest creature,” but this small part is one of the most beautiful things ever put on television. Spoiler alert? Like anyone reads….



P.S: I might post clips from tv a lot. Especially from Buffy and Deadwood.