Wow, an update is definitely in order. I am so busy here all the time, finding enough time to get to the computer can prove rather tricky.
This was a good week...our trio from Il matrimonio segreto is most definitely going to kick some serious ass. The other girls in the scene are Chrystal, a sophomore from Carnegie Mellon, who sings Fidalma, and Lizzy, a resident mezzo young artist with the Orlando Opera (or something like that...it's an opera company in Orlando, that much I know for sure), who sings Elisetta. Our voices sound very cool together, even though Lizzy laments the tessitura of her part...but she sounds hot, so whatever.
So, voice lessons are kind of blowing my mind. Apparently, I have no clue how to support my voice--in fact, when I support it right, there is a whole hell of a lot more sound there than I am used to. I am so freaking excited about this...I feel like this might be a huge piece of the missing element of my voice. And I want to practice technique, all the time.
Let me say that one more time.
I WANT TO PRACTICE TECHNIQUE. I have NEVER wanted to practice technique, ever.
Crazy. But I am fairly frustrated right now, because my voice is deciding to be wonky...I think I have some acid reflux going on (Dr. Hartmann said he suspected there might be some when I saw him in April, and it's an absurdly common problem among singers), which is aggravated by the fact that about half of the food I eat is tomato-based (mmmmmm bruscetta....), and in general, I am not getting enough sleep. But we are going to institute quiet hours from 11pm to 7am, as well as lights off at 11pm, in our room. So freshman dorm, I know, right? But, when you have 8 chatty singers living together in one room, sometimes drastic measures must be taken. But I know I will be ok.
Today about half the program is on their way to Verona to see an opera, and I am SO glad I decided not to go. I need this day to get my voice happy again (and I got so much blissful sleep last night), and to work on memorization and Italian and the like. And tomorrow I am going to Florence alone, but I am meeting up with Lauren Dusek for lunch. I have a lunch date in Florence. How exciting.
So, I think I discovered what makes Italian men Italian. It is the fervent belief that every woman in the world wants to sleep with them. It's pretty wild. I am definitely not used to this culture...but that is what I keep reminding myself. It's just a different culture. And it's much nicer to hear 'ciao bella!' and 'ahh, mi amore!' rather than 'ho', 'bitch', or 'slut'.
Yet another random tangent!
I was talking to Claudia Catania, who runs the studio program, telling her about Into the Woods and how James Lapine came to see the show, and she laughed and asked me to write down the school name, because she's good friends with him, and she wants to tell him she worked with me.
That doesn't seem like it could be a bad thing.
Ok, so much for this tangential post. I will try to be better about updating this coming week...but man, they keep us busy busy busy here. It's FABULOUS, of course.
*ciao*
This was a good week...our trio from Il matrimonio segreto is most definitely going to kick some serious ass. The other girls in the scene are Chrystal, a sophomore from Carnegie Mellon, who sings Fidalma, and Lizzy, a resident mezzo young artist with the Orlando Opera (or something like that...it's an opera company in Orlando, that much I know for sure), who sings Elisetta. Our voices sound very cool together, even though Lizzy laments the tessitura of her part...but she sounds hot, so whatever.
So, voice lessons are kind of blowing my mind. Apparently, I have no clue how to support my voice--in fact, when I support it right, there is a whole hell of a lot more sound there than I am used to. I am so freaking excited about this...I feel like this might be a huge piece of the missing element of my voice. And I want to practice technique, all the time.
Let me say that one more time.
I WANT TO PRACTICE TECHNIQUE. I have NEVER wanted to practice technique, ever.
Crazy. But I am fairly frustrated right now, because my voice is deciding to be wonky...I think I have some acid reflux going on (Dr. Hartmann said he suspected there might be some when I saw him in April, and it's an absurdly common problem among singers), which is aggravated by the fact that about half of the food I eat is tomato-based (mmmmmm bruscetta....), and in general, I am not getting enough sleep. But we are going to institute quiet hours from 11pm to 7am, as well as lights off at 11pm, in our room. So freshman dorm, I know, right? But, when you have 8 chatty singers living together in one room, sometimes drastic measures must be taken. But I know I will be ok.
Today about half the program is on their way to Verona to see an opera, and I am SO glad I decided not to go. I need this day to get my voice happy again (and I got so much blissful sleep last night), and to work on memorization and Italian and the like. And tomorrow I am going to Florence alone, but I am meeting up with Lauren Dusek for lunch. I have a lunch date in Florence. How exciting.
So, I think I discovered what makes Italian men Italian. It is the fervent belief that every woman in the world wants to sleep with them. It's pretty wild. I am definitely not used to this culture...but that is what I keep reminding myself. It's just a different culture. And it's much nicer to hear 'ciao bella!' and 'ahh, mi amore!' rather than 'ho', 'bitch', or 'slut'.
Yet another random tangent!
I was talking to Claudia Catania, who runs the studio program, telling her about Into the Woods and how James Lapine came to see the show, and she laughed and asked me to write down the school name, because she's good friends with him, and she wants to tell him she worked with me.
That doesn't seem like it could be a bad thing.
Ok, so much for this tangential post. I will try to be better about updating this coming week...but man, they keep us busy busy busy here. It's FABULOUS, of course.
*ciao*
2 Comments:
Dearest Amy, OMG - it sounds like you're having a blast! I'm so excited for you! Just wanted to say I saw The Light in the Piazza last Tuesday night and was BLOWN away. Though you'd like to know! Ciao Bella!
I AM SO JEALOUS! But I was in Florence two days ago, so I guess I should't be toooo jealous. But I MUST see that show. Hope NYC is fab my love!
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