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...en quête de son beau pirate espagnol...
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| All right. A quick singing/auditions logistics post.
Here are the arias that I can sing in my sleep--regardless of technical readiness. Notes and rhythms.
Deh vieni
Batti, batti
Vedrai carino
Una donna
In uomini
Du gai soleil
O wär ich schon
Monica's Waltz
Steal Me, Sweet Thief
Laurie's Song (but I don't think I'd use it)
What Good Would the Moon Be?
Piangerò la sorte mia
Quando me'n vo (with a couple more rehearsals it will be fine...though that high B is still gnarly)
So. Here's what I think I'm going to do, since I have a single voice lesson before I go to New York for auditions. I am going to make a copy of all of these arias, put them in a binder, then pick five for each audition (except for Britten-Pears, which is all Mozart, so I'll probably bring one from each opera that I know something from...pity my new Idomeneo aria isn't going to be ready!). As long as I have all of those arias available, I don't have to worry about having everything I need.
I need to put "Deh vieni" away for a while, since I feel like I'm hitting a ceiling with it. So an ideal audition package might look kind of like this:
Batti, batti o bel Masetto
Du gai soleil
O wär ich schon
Steal Me, Sweet Thief
Quando me'n vo
And then for Green Mountain Opera Festival, where I need a baroque aria, I'd probably just switch out "Quando" for "Piangerò." And Terry thinks that "Monica" might be a better choice because I haven't sung it as recently as I've sung "Steal Me."
God, who knows?!
~Anne | comments: 3 lavalieres or glitter and be gay   |
| Things of which I do not approve:
-video games/computer games/toys that simulate school before kids go to school.
-markers that only draw on special paper that's included in the package
-kids' TV shows that aren't smarter than they seem
That's all. Dinner and quiet night in tonight.
~Anne | | comments: 4 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| | Time: | 01:36 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a100/labellesiffleuse/Blackadder%20Mood%20Theme/melancholy.jpg) melancholy |
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| I'm not going to Green Bay for the Czech competition. Really wanted to, but then sang "Trübe Augen" in studio class and Terry told me that there was no way this aria could be technically ready in two weeks (or really, more like one and a half), not to mention that what with my recital and being sick this week, I haven't ever sung through my Czech aria with accompaniment. It's not even close to memorized. So I did something impulsive and canceled my flights. I just can't do it. Honestly, I don't even think I should be doing YAP auditions, since I don't have time to re-work all of my arias. They all suck, except maybe the ones I did on my recital.
I don't like my life right now, but I can't think of how to fix it, except to quit my job, which will happen on Monday. I just want to go home, and I want a hug, preferably both simultaneously. And I don't want to go to New York to do stupid YAP auditions because I'm never going to be ready ever.
I'm not happy. Not at all. I don't feel like singing, I don't feel like moving, I can't even be bothered to blow my nose, even though I kind of need to.
Guess I'd better take a nap if I'm going to have any kind of attempt at a voice lesson later. Do not want to, but I have to. When did this become a chore?
~Anne | | comments: 3 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| I've just re-read Emma Thompson's Sense and Sensibility production diaries.
Home at 3:30 a.m. in a taxi, arseholed. I stumbled into my bedroom where Harriet Walter (who'd come down specially and was sharing my room) was already asleep. She sat bolt upright.
'Help me!' I wailed.
'Oh, God,' she said. 'Why don't you try throwing up?'
A good line in that cut-glass accent, I thought, even as I threw myself at the loo bowl.
I'm bored and tired and sniffly. Home from work again, which makes me very happy and my boss very pissed--but then again, it's his fault that I'm the only person left working in the office who knows what needs to get done. Yep. I'm giving my notice on Monday.
~Anne | | comments: 1 lavaliere or glitter and be gay |
| Oof. Thank goodness that's over. I'm going to the music library today and making copies of some things I've been dying to learn. Yayyyy!
( I wore a red dress and it was awesome! )
So there you go. I'm done, and I'm taking all of that music out of my binder right now to make room for new things. Ahhh.
~Anne
They tell me,
In sweet fragrant meadows
Of dawn and dew... | | comments: 3 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| | Time: | 06:36 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a100/labellesiffleuse/Blackadder%20Mood%20Theme/nervous.jpg) nervous |
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| Recital in two hours. Ahhhhhhh.
Although I did just figure out how to put eyeliner on my lower lid, which is really exciting and it makes me look glamorous like whoa. Yay!
Ahhhhh, nervous.
~Anne | | comments: 1 lavaliere or glitter and be gay |
| | Time: | 08:11 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a100/labellesiffleuse/Blackadder%20Mood%20Theme/anxious.jpg) anxious |
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| Well, there goes my last grad school application. Now all I have to do is send out some supplemental stuff--pre-screenings, performance programs, transcripts and the like--and then wait. Eek!
Lalalala. I am so ready to go. I love Rice. I hope they like me.
~Anne | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| Dear Rice University:
If I'm applying for my masters degree in vocal performance, isn't it pretty clear what my intended plan of study is? To quote Don Draper--what do you want me to say?
But I will get this application done today, possibly in the next hour, despite the fact that Norris is now entirely wireless. When did that happen? I feel old.
Thanks,
Anne
I'm gonna clear my head,
I'm gonna drink that sun.
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young. | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| Current Books: The Three Musketeers, Alexandre Dumas
Current Playlist: Indigo Girls at the moment, especially "Get Out the Map" and "Watershed." Oh, and Become You, for a change (my fallback is usually Rites of Passage). Kind of loving "Starkville."
Current Guilty Pleasure: Say Yes to the Dress
Current Colour: Oddly enough, my favorite shirt right now is black.
Current Drink: Diet Snapple iced tea. When isn't it?
Current Food: Chorizo. Swiss chard. Parsnips. Babybel cheese.
Current Favourite Show: Mad Men
Current Wishlist: a good translation of the next four Musketeers books, a ticket to the revival of Ragime and/or the new ALNM with Angela Lansbury.
Current Needs: a new job that doesn't suck my soul out of my body.
Current Triumphs: Getting through today without killing my boss.
Current Bane of My Existence: exhaustion, recital repertoire, my boss who's a moron and a skinflint.
Current Celebrity Crush: Jon Hamm, Nathan Fillion, Alessandro Nivola
Current Indulgence: Edy's chocolate cookies 'n' cream collision
Current Blessing: sleep, humor, cheap groceries
Current Slang: "I know, right?"
Current Outfit: well, today I was wearing skinny jeans, totally cute Oxford flats (http://www.bakersshoes.com/product.aspx?c=293&p=129450) and an olive green short-sleeved turtleneck.
Current Excitement: getting through my recital, going to New York in December, maybe. Going to grad school next year. Halloween!
Current Mood: so happy to have a day off | | comments: 1 lavaliere or glitter and be gay |
| | Time: | 06:39 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a100/labellesiffleuse/Blackadder%20Mood%20Theme/distressed.jpg) distressed |
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| I'm exhausted and lonely and I hate my job and I miss school.
I actually left the building today and started crying. My boss seems to think that I can do the work that three people couldn't even handle...and now BOTH of my co-workers have quit, so it's just me. I'm angry. This is not fair.
And at 7:30 I have to go run my whole recital with Evelyn. God, I'm tired.
~Anne | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| Oh, all right.
The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.
Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
I've just remembered that I have half a parsnip in my fridge. This fact makes me inordinately happy. Yay root vegetables!
~Anne | | comments: 3 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| Gabriel Byrne as a priest--read: all black, all the time--almost makes up for how terrible Stigmata is. He's also d'Artagnan in Man in the Iron Mask--another bad movie, but Jeremy Irons, Gabriel Byrne and Gérard Dépardieu (sorry, John Malkovich, but you're really not my Athos) are the best Musketeers ever.
Also, I'm not necessarily the biggest Dr. Wilson fan, but I just watched an episode where Robert Sean Leonard was dressed down in jeans, a McGill sweatshirt and a tan jacket. Well done, House costume department, well done.
This utterly useless post is brought to you in the aftermath of an OkCupid date that didn't happen, but that I was really looking forward to. Hélas. Oh, well, we'll catch up some other time.
I'm going to Houston on Wednesday night...let's see if I can get rid of this congestion and post-nasal drip before I leave. Argh.
~Anne | | comments: 6 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| I'm listening to tracks from my junior recital. Of course it's hard to compare because I found out two days after this recording that I had nodes, but I'm just remembering singing "Mondnacht" in voice lessons and thinking that all of the high F's felt like I was doing them wrong, and Terry reassuring me that they were floating up into exactly the right place. I just couldn't feel it. And now I listen to that song and I realize that they were right. I wish I could go back to my junior-year self (wow, could that really have been only a year and a half ago?) and tell her exactly how to handle that song. When I'm healthy, I may have to revisit it.
It strikes me that Professor Brunssen was right. When I e-mailed her two and a half years ago saying that I wanted to switch studios because I wasn't learning any technique with Ms. Fischer, she told me not to be too hasty, because sometimes when you're a sophomore in college, your teacher tells you technical stuff and you just can't wrap your mind and your muscles around it. In this case, Ms. Fischer actually wasn't teaching me any technique, but Karen also had a really good point. I only just now started to understand what Terry has been teaching me to do for two years.
In other news, I've all of a sudden become a runner. When did that happen?
~Anne
Flog durch die stillen Lande
Als flöge sie nach Haus. | | comments: 2 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
| | Time: | 07:25 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a100/labellesiffleuse/Blackadder%20Mood%20Theme/sick.jpg) sick |
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| Oh God, I do not want to go to work today. I have a sore throat and more congestion than you would believe, and going outside right now is the last thing I want to do. And I absolutely CANNOT get sick right now. I'm going to Houston next week, my recital is in less than a month. I really can't lose any time. I've called my co-worker Kelly to see if she's okay with me not coming in (tomorrow is a really huge deadline, but the thought of going to work and talking on the phone all day with a cold and a sore throat is really not appealing).
I'm going to wait ten minutes to see if she calls me back, then I'll leave to go catch the bus. I really hope she calls me back so I don't have to travel an hour to work only to turn around and go home.
Yuck, yuck, yuck.
~Anne | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| Well, that's the last of them. I've just submitted my online applications to Maryland and Houston, which means all I have to do now is make sure my recommendations go out, send transcripts to Houston, and get my pre-screening recordings together. Oy vey.
These aren't due until December 1st--Houston isn't due until January 8th. I don't know if I'm a little OCD, or if I'm just bored. Because it's not like I have anything else to do but sit here and finish my grad school applications. Did I mention how much I hate online applications? It's like sending stuff out into the void. I don't really expect responses. (Although Maryland already sent me an e-mail saying that I hadn't provided e-mail addresses for my recommenders...which is obviously not true since two of them have already told me that they've received notifications from Maryland in their inboxes. Not to mention I checked my application, and there are absolutely e-mail addresses on there...what is UMD smoking?).
Mad Men in half an hour!
~Anne
All the glamor and the fun,
And the endless days of sun,
And the endless nights of stew...
And I'm talking to a shoe! | | comments: 1 lavaliere or glitter and be gay |
| Nathan Fillion in Waitress...is there anything better? That is one beautiful man.
Going to see Whip It with Renée. Yay!
~Anne | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| High notes are terrifying. And what's sad is that when I say "high notes" I'm talking about anything above an A. I KNOW, I know, my vocal cords got lasered *counts* five months ago, and not everything is going to be perfect. But come on, folks. I'm a soprano. A B-flat should not be giving me palpitations. But it totally is. Oh well.
I do not want to go to the gym tonight. But I really, really need to. Ugh. Maybe I just won't. I can go tomorrow afternoon after my voice lesson. Except I've been eating SO much junk. I ate a jelly doughnut today. It felt okay because I ate half after lunch and half at around 4. But then there were the veggie chips in Kelly's office...oh dear.
Whatever. I'm going to try on my recital dress to remind myself that I like the way I look, and then I am going to lie on my bed and eat popcorn and watch Project Runway. Good plan. I swear I'll go to the gym, or out for a run, or something, tomorrow.
~Anne
Deux larmes,
Pour ne te rencontrer plus tôt. | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| I have just re-discovered "Réponse d'une épouse sage" by Albert Roussel. I think I have to sing it.
Why does it feel like every time I feel like I've made a repertoire discovery, Susan Graham turns out to have made it first? (I'm not actually annoyed about this, because her recording of the song is incredible and I definitely saw her do it and the rest of her Frisson Français album at UChicago a few years ago.) A friend of mine did this song on her recital, and now I'm like...it's starting to be mainstream, oh nooooo! (And yet I'm doing five of the most-often-performed Fauré songs on my recital. Go figure.)
Lalalala. I love music!
~Anne | | comments: glitter and be gay |
| Well, I've just submitted my Mannes application. That makes two in so far. And I was talking to Greg recently, and I remembered that I had never really posted here about my grad school proceedings. So here it is.
1. University of Houston--I love this school. I decided that since it's my first choice on paper, I'd take myself down to Texas for a couple of days to see what it was like in person. So I'm going in a couple weeks. I'm going to sit in on a lesson with Cynthia Clayton and talk to her--a friend of mine from CoOPERAtive studies with her and loves her, and I'm very impressed by this friend's voice--and then go to a couple of classes, including a performance hour. I may visit Rice the next day, but then again, I might not. Which reminds me, I need to look into renting a car. Ugh.
2. Maryland Opera Studio--this program is so unbelievably cool. First of all, tuition-free, yay. And then in addition to the usual voice program stuff, all of the grad students get training in Shakespeare, mime, masks, and dance. There are no opera auditions, they just choose operas to fit exactly the talent they have. Tons of performing experience, and not just opera, which is exciting. But I can't submit the application until I talk to Terry about my arias. I'm not sure about "Steal Me"--it probably has some heinous habits going on, and the B-flats make me nervous at the moment--so I may look into learning a new English aria for auditions. And then I need to learn a monologue. I have a great one, I just need to get it together. Not my strength, but I will make it happen.
3. Mannes--Expensive. Expensive to go there, expensive to live there, but I'm applying anyway because I just LIKE it. Honestly, probably won't end up in New York. The program is terrific, event though it's tiny and they don't have their own performance space (I think that's kind of cool, actually, because it means you're performing all over the city). Ted Taylor, my favorite coach from last summer, is on the faculty there. They only do one opera a year, and you're not automatically in the opera program--you have to audition again when you get there. We'll see.
4. Cincinnati--Not a ton to say about this one yet. Karen Lykes teaches there, and I really liked her (no pun intended) when I worked with her in Portland. Looks like a really strong program, but I don't think I'm going to to know too much more about it until I go to audition (assuming they grant me an audition). Exorbitant application fee (actually Mannes was almost as bad).
So that's that. And I just found a text of the play my monologue is from online. It's only ten minutes long!
~Anne | | comments: 6 lavalieres or glitter and be gay |
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