Next Stop: Recital!

How it got to be so long since I last posted, I don't even know! School, work, daily rehearsals, coaching, lessons, teaching, and intense recital prep has kept me crazy busy. Nonetheless, I am alive! And...

I am presenting my Master of Music recital this Thursday! Hooray! I am SO excited! :) It is going to be brilliant. I get to work with some incredible colleagues who are all so enthusiastic about the music, singing some absolutely beautiful songs by faculty member and good friend Vartan Aghababian (seriously, he should be famous!), and...I have a lovely purple dress and glittery shoes! Also, I am overwhelmingly grateful for my dear teacher and mentor, Jayne, who couldn't be a more perfect match for me, and for my awesome coach, Mr. Moll, for putting up with me, answering my endless amount of ridiculous questions, and fixing that one vowel for the 58th time! I am so lucky to work with you guys. :)

What is even more exciting is that even if you are not in Boston, you can WATCH THE LIVE-STREAM BROADCAST ONLINE!!! What?! Yes, it's true! Click the link below just before 8pm on Thursday, March 28th, and voila! I'll be singing in your living room! ;)

http://www.concertwindow.com/shows/samantha-dearborn-soprano


Family members come into town tomorrow...here we go, crazy! ;) As my undergraduate teacher always said, "See you at the double bar!"

Cheers! (And enjoy the show!)


P.S. Oh, and my newest nickname is "Big Hair".... Haha! Much better than Squirrely or Honey Boo Boo! Oh...

2013: The Year of the Awesome!

Photo Credit: Ya-Chun

The New Year started off a little bumpy,  but it is shaping up into some very exciting endeavors! I'm now calling it "The Year of the Awesome" after discovering Kid President's "Pep Talk." If you haven't already (or even if you have!), watch it! It'll be a fabulous next 3 minutes of your life, and you have the most wonderful laughter. Promise. :)


Exciting new discoveries in my voice. My voice coach said I'm finally growing into my "big girl" voice. hehe! He's so silly! In any case, I really enjoy my coachings with him. :) He's been really good for me. Our coachings are always a little ridiculous, though. For instance, last week, this exchange happened:

Me: singing a Purcell song
Him: "Where's your leT THe?! Ach! Julie [Andrews] would be so disappointed... *shakes his head in disappointment*

I was a little worried coming off of the holidays, feeling a little vocally out of shape and not as prepared as I felt I needed to be on my recital rep. However, something happened in that last week of the holidays, and I walked into the semester with a "sudden" grounding. It's crazy...and AWESOME! :) This is when music is the most fun, adding all the nuances and playing with colors and inflection of the words. Love!

Also happening in my life... You are looking at the newest Visiting Faculty member of my school's community music program, teaching a group voice class for 8-10 y/os! (Yes, that's right...I'm a student in the conservatory AND a faculty member in the community programs. I live in this crossover world of the school.) I have a mailbox with the "big kids" now and a faculty key! Crazy...and AWESOME! What an opportunity! :)

Recital prep is well underway. It is all starting to settle and come together, bit by bit. There are still a few pieces definitely still "under construction," but they will get there in time. :)

Sang a competition in Rhode Island a couple weeks ago. Didn't win, but singing well means more than that. (And the one judge's face when I sang the required piece was priceless! And made the whole thing worth it! Literally, it was the boy's face in the new Kraft Mac 'n Cheese commercial.) Plus, gave my roommate and I a little crazy adventure for the afternoon!

Photo Credit: Amanda

And most recently, I sang in a masterclass with Martin Katz yesterday! What fun! And what an incredibly brilliant man! He was in town for recital with soprano Karita Mattila (which has since been cancelled due to the current blizzard...), and since Mr. Katz is the former teacher of my voice coach, he kindly paid us a visit to spend a couple hours working on beautiful art songs with us. What a treat!

Photo Credit: Jaime

In other news, my hair is still an every day topic of discussion at school and on Facebook, and I actually find it hilarious! I think it's funny how every time I walk into a room, the greeting is not, "Hi, Samantha!" No, it's "Whoa! What's with your hair today?!" Ha! Ridiculous! Dr. D's most recent name for me is Squirrely, after a squirrel tried to claw its way through my bathroom window...and the joke was made that he saw the opportunity for a new nest. haha! Oh, boy! All this talk of "woodland creatures," so now, I've basically turned into Giselle of Andalusia in Enchanted? I wore my hair completely down the other day, and I think I disrupted the universe or something.

And now, we have "Winter Storm Nemo" (How can I take this seriously when they name it that?!)...school's closed, basically the whole city of Boston has shut down, the trains stop running in two hours, and we'll probably be house-bound till Sunday at the least. (You would think that New Englanders would be accustomed to winter weather, but they seem to freak as much as Ohioans did... 

Photo circulating Facebook

So...I'm slowly chipping away at my to-do list, trying to use the time productively and need to get some recital work done for sure! I have gummy bears, "Anastasia" wine (hehe! Okay...so I added the 'a' at the end of a Greek wine...), and going to take my hand at homemade chicken noodle soup! Mmm!

And then the holidays were over...

*le sigh* Can we turn back time to have another two weeks, please?

It was back to Boston yesterday after two weeks at home.  I am thankful for being able to take this much time for my home visits over the years, but I am typically never ready to return from them. (And it is uncertain when the next will happen...)

It was a laid-back kind of holiday this year. Not a lot happening, and you know what? That's quite alright. I'm glad for the rest, repose, and pj days. Unfortunately, I was sick for a good portion of it and actually still not feel fantastic...ringing in the new year with a sinus infection to top this illness off. Oy! But I have drugs now for it, so hopefully that will knock it all out of me because no illnesses allowed this semester!

Cornflakes the Snowman

After two weeks of baking cookies for Santa with Xander, building snowmen, playing legos, watching all the Charlie Brown specials, quoting Elf endlessly, eating the entire 3-lb bag of gummy bears, and attending Becca's soccer practice just to listen to her South African coach speak (hehe!), it is back to reality and no more slacking on this recital music! (Needless to say, I am more than a little behind on my music...and feeling the stress! However, I have a large portion of the next week to be dedicated only to that, since classes don't begin, again, until the 14th...and I had to be back early. I have to admit, I am a little jealous of all the people that get that extra week on holiday, but duty calls for my community programs assistantship...and I should probably go to work, too... Blargh.)

So, I'll leave you with an overview of my holidays in photos. Enjoy! :)

Baking cookies for Santa...with pink sprinkles, per X's insistence!

The snow fell more and then some more after that. It was like being in a snow globe. :)

X and I discovered Photo Booth on my new iPad...

Rafiki.

My fake look of surprise (we both knew what we were getting.)...

And Becca's "Academy Award-winning shock"

The story of this snowmobiling helmet for X is just ridiculous, but he loved it, so that's all that matters.

Happy 2013! May it be filled with blessings and goodness. Cheers!

Home for the Holidays

I got home in the nick of time! Snow storm began mere hours after I arrived home, safe and sound. White Christmas? It's beginning to look like a wonderful possibility!

Traveling home on Thursday was fairly uneventful. Nasty head colds and flying up and down, however, do not make for a very pleasant trip. :-/ Nonetheless, I survived. And much to Dr. D's disappointment, unfortunately, there were no hair pat-downs at security. haha!

I've basically been "couched" since I got home. This illness came on very fast and knocked me down. Still barely a voice, so I highly doubt there will be any Christmas singing for this soprano. More important that I get thoroughly better than even attempt to sing on a voice that's not there. 

No worries, though (ha! yeah, right...a soprano without a voice isn't worrying?!)...we've got gummy bears and Christmas movies to keep me company. ;) (Xander hasn't been too thrilled with me that I haven't been able to do much of anything yet...but the gummy bears seem a fair enough consolation prize to him...and me! hehe!) 

Oh, and who remembers (for once!) to pack her camera charger...and not her camera? This girl. Oh, boy... Same with my new snow boots. Guess we'll just have to make it work with the family camera and my old snowmobiling boots! 

Semester: SURVIVED!

And cue the "Hallelujah Chorus"! ;)  I feel like I basically dropped off the blogging planet these past few months, but more importantly, I was wading through towering piles of scoolwork and schores. Having come out alive, I can sincerely say that this has been the most challenging semester of my academic career. We will find out in January how well I fared grade-wise.

Unfortunately, I woke up yesterday with all the comings on of a nasty head cold...and a performance to be sung in the evening. ACK! Thankfully, the voice held out. But I was forced to cancel my lesson today because it has now taken over my throat and resonators! What a glorious note to close out my semester... :*(  On a positive note, though, I ought to be counting my blessings that that is all I had to cancel. Not a huge deal, because this can be made up; not usually the case for a performance. Just frustrating because I really could have used that lesson. (Flying home tomorrow morning will be a treat with all this head congestion... Ha!)

Since it's been like 7 years since my last post, here's the run-down of some highlights:

▪ Murder Mystery party for Rachael's birthday!

▪ Rehearsing the seance scene from The Medium starts to influence your life...almost burnt the apartment down at 6:30am on a Monday...then had a rehearsal where I sang about burning things at 9am.

▪ Also having dreams about "Doodly" and "Mother, mother, are you there?" Creepy. 

▪ Harvard boys can't count. 

▪ I got a job teaching voice lessons!

▪ Dawn Upshaw at Symphony Hall

▪ Birthday party at my vocal coach's house (his own party) = AMAZING way to spend my Saturday night. So much laughter, dance party in his kitchen, "Sound of Music" sing-along. Awesome!

▪ Flying home for Thanksgiving, my hair got a pat-down at airport security. Yes, this is real life. Actually happened. Apparently, my hair looks suspicious or dangerous. And my opera coach, Dr. D, has reveled in this to no end. (He cannot wait for the Facebook updates when I fly home tomorrow.)

▪ My hair has become an out-of-control source of humor, jokes, and teasing. I find it just as hilarious as everyone else. I actually make half the jokes, myself. haha! It's got a mind of its own! Dr. D is relentless on the commentary. Hilarious!

▪ Spent a few days hanging out with my nephew Xander, who showed me his robot skills with an empty Sam Adams box that my dad gave him to play with. 

▪ TWO new pairs of glasses because mine broke over Thanksgiving. AND I chose and ordered them all by myself! My friend Edwin brought to my attention that the one pair look like Karen Walker's. It's true:

▪ This conversation actually happened at Thanksgiving dinner:

Aunt #1 (whilst interrupting Aunt #2, who was talking about the Erie Otters hockey team...but wasn't listening): "Did you know that otters hold hands when they go to sleep, so they don't float away?! Isn't that sweet?!"
Aunt #2: Are we talking about the same Otters?!"
Ladies and gents, THIS is what happens when you weren't actually listening.

▪  Mom rode the train back to Boston with me and hung out for a few days.
▪  Edwin and I got engaged. (Not for real! That would be way too dysfunctional. haha!)

▪  This is Edwin and me:

▪ After all these years of late nights, I have found that I am actually more of a morning person and far more productive then.
▪ Whipped out a 25-minute presentation in two days.
▪My roommate and I went to dinner one night, and the host at the restaurant legitimately asked, "Uh...What's with the 1980s hair?"
▪ Dr. D thinks I should write a book about the adventures of my hair.
▪ My voice coaching sessions are highly amusing and usually consist of me, to no end, singing quirky vowels and my coach asking if I am testing him. Ha! You have so much patience for me, Mr. M!
▪ Sang Dvorak's Gypsy Songs and a couple Beethoven folk tunes for piano trio and voice.

▪ Been discovering crazy cool things in my voice! (Being sick makes me sad right now because I can't play around with my new resonance discoveries.)
▪ Observed the future of classical music during choir rehearsal for community programs:

▪ I have succeeded in losing and finding my watch countless times.
▪ Christmas party at Rachael's!
▪ Auditioned for SongFest...
▪ Baked candy cane cookies with peppermint schnapps frosting and topped with crushed candy canes...instead of writing my two hefty papers.

▪ Whipped out paper #1 and turned it in a whole week early! (That's only because I had another due the same day that was even bigger, so I had to start chipping away at the work pile somehow.)
▪ Procrastinated on paper #2 some more.
▪ My roommate and I threw a little dinner party for her birthday/Christmas. I officially had no time to do that, but I am so glad we did! :)
▪ Spent this past Friday night...and Saturday night...and Sunday night conjuring up paper #2 and ended up submitting it two days ahead of time! (How is this happening?!)
▪ Opera scenes concert last night was a success! The Medium is super cool...and super emotional.
▪ Now, spent most of the day on the couch/cleaning the apartment, since I had to cancel my lesson, and I leave bright and squirrely in the morning for two weeks in PA for the holidays.

And that has basically been my life. Absorbed in school and trying to stay afloat the workload. I have two weeks to get all illnesses out of my system because come the first of the year, I have zero time to deal with this nonsense. I have an entire recital to memorize by January 15...and four songs still to learn... :-/ Plus preparing for a few more auditions (that, of course, do not all have overlapping repertoire), and two - possibly three - other recitals following my own. Here we go, crazy and exciting six months! But first, some much needed and deserved rest and repose. I'm not sure I remember quite how to let myself do nothing...

See you from the PA side of life! ;)

When a soprano goes to grad school...

...she's going to have too many things to do, so...she'll forget about her blog and be bogged down with work!

My life feels a bit like that When you give a mouse a cookie... book that sparked a whole series of such book! Ha! 

The short-hand version of recent life events...

If you run yourself ragged and not get enough sleep and combine that all with drastic weather changes, you will get sick. -_-  (Thankfully, it was a fairly mild, short-lived cold...but still caused several days of cancellations of rehearsals, lessons, etc. Ugh.)

I probably took on too much music this semester. Overwhelmed...but I'll survive.

But you will get really stressed out at times and may have one (or more) slight meltdowns with sprinklings of melodrama.

If you listen to too much Julie Andrews (I know...how can that EVER happen?!?!), it will begin to influence your English diction, like "branch" becomes "bronch"...and will lead to the most ridiculous vocal coaching session ever and him asking if I am "testing" him...because it was a continuous occurrence throughout our half hour. Haha! Now, that was hilarious!

You can spend 45 minutes coaching a two-page song, and still, your work will be far from finished on that piece...which brings about the upsetting, stress-inducing realization that there is and never will be enough time to know all there is to know about each thing I sing. =/

If you sing Monica in scenes of The Medium, your opera coach will replace, "Doodly, doodly..." with "Honey Boo Boo...", which will then lead to you YouTube-ing what/who is Honey Boo Boo, only to find out what a mess our culture is. (Thirty seconds of that tragedy was enough for my life time!) But will also lead to a hilarious round of jokes, facebook commentary, and parodies of my scene.

And when Hurricane Sandy (aka Frankenstorm) hits the East Coast, Jesus will grant you a much-wished-for DAY OFF!!! (Which could turn into two day...) And you'll have guests over for a pj party at your house (conveniently and smartly located a half-mile from the coast...) and get stranded because the T was closed down and its wicked ridiculous outside! So you'll bake butterscotch chocolate chip cookies, watch White Christmas and Anastasia, and attempt to tackle some of this tower of schoolwork! ;)

Photos & Highlights

I ought to get cracking on the MOUNTAIN of homework and music to be learned, but I wanted to take a bit of time to get some photos up and fill in a breeze-through of the past three weeks. (Otherwise, I'll keep putting it off and end up abandoning this blog entirely, which I certainly don't want to do!)

Let's see... As I said previously, the week before I got back into a class schedule, I stole away for a few days at home. It was so good to get away! I won't be back, again, until Thanksgiving break, which would have made for a very long time without a break! An entire committee came to get me at the airport - Mom, Dad, and little sister Becca. We stopped for food along the way home, and our waitress was basically Zooey Deschanel. haha!

Xander turned 4 that weekend. He's such a crazy kid! My visit was supposed to be a "surprise," but the little rascal found out! Can't keep anything from a 4 y/o! However, his sense of time is still a little askew, so I'm not certain he realized exactly when I'd be there. We got home from the airport very late, and I awoke the next morning to a little boy in my face saying, "AH! Aunt Sammy's here! I so glad you're home!" Crazy kid! We spent the weekend playing "Chutes & Ladders," making pirate spy glasses from paper towel rolls, had 2 campfires, went shopping/running errands, watched Little Einsteins and Octonauts...

He was showing off his "tattoo" to me. Oh, dear...

Oh, I almost forgot one of the most important parts! When we finally got back to the house the night I arrived home, my dad whipped out an early birthday present for me...A BOTTLE OF PALINKA! Um. Awesome! After my trip to Hungary two years ago, he accidentally broke the bottle I had brought back and felt so bad that he's been trying to get hold of a new one ever since. (He does work for a chick that is dating a Hungarian, so they got it for him when they were there this summer.) Thanks, Dad! :)

Then when the weekend of fun and festivities were over, it was time to be flung back to the East Coast to rock and roll into the school year. My travels back certainly weren't dull, either! Approximately 4 hours of sleep  before having to be at the airport at 7am, an hour delay on the runway, layover in Philly (one of the worst airports to be routed through!), someone pulling the fire alarm when I was supposed to be boarding a plane. I do have to say, though, that I love traveling and exploring new places, but there is something comforting and settling in knowing exactly how things work whenever you get to a particular city. Also, traveling on Labor Day probably wouldn't be my first choice of travel days! haha!

Which brings me to 9am the following morning when I was back sitting in class. First voice lesson of the year the following day, where we jumped right into the deep end with recital music. No dilly-dallying with repertoire this semester! (In fact, I have so much rep that I have no idea how it's all going to get learned in the next couple of months! GAH!) And then...my piano proficiency exam the day after that...

That was like being in an interrogation room. The lights were basically off except for one bright lamp shining from behind me onto the keys of the piano, so they could watch my every move. It was my voice coach and another guy administering the exam. I was nervous but was still acting myself, asking a hundred questions and being a bit of a bubbly smart aleck. The guy I didn't know was trying to act all intimidating and authoritative, but I saw right through it, and I am pretty certain my voice coach thought the whole scene highly entertaining because the other guy was not really amused with me. haha!

It took nearly a week to get the results, but my voice coach knew since that moment what sections of the exam I had passed. (There are four sections that must be passed before graduation.) He, of course, smiled and flaunted that he had that information to me but refused to tell me until the official emails were sent from the dean's office. AGH! I mean, I knew I had to of passed at least three of the sections because any mistakes I made were extremely minor, but I was still up in the air about the scales portion because my shaking hand slipped a few times. And the results.....

I PASSED EVERY SECTION!!!! THE WHOLE DARN THING!!! I win. ;) hehe! Now, I can get my master's degree...provided I do well in my actual classes...

Classes are super intense this year...only two weeks in, and I am already behind on my work. Not cool. I feel like being a music student must be in the same vein of workload as a med student! haha! It's been going alright, but I've had nonstop information being thrown at me for the past two weeks straight with barely any time to breathe. They've been over-scheduling me at work, which has been running me ragged. Practice hours are so short right now, and that just makes me absolutely want to cry. Walking into a rehearsal unprepared is completely unacceptable and cannot happen! (Also, I am fairly certain that all the new people think I'm just crazy! haha!)

So, I made a "day off," cancelling work today and thankfully being able to find a replacement. Slept in today, made pancakes, watched a bit of TV, and once I finish this, I'll be hitting the books, planner, and music, so that this week can begin on the right foot with me sane and in happy spirits.

As for my birthday last week, Edwin came over, and we went to lunch. Then, we headed to the Boston Commons and the harbor to meander around for a few hours before meeting up with some others in the North End for dinner and cannolis. :) A relaxing day with good company.

Now, for that homework and tidying up the explosion that has happened in my apartment... Any volunteers to fix this? 

Happy Birthday to Me!

And Dvorak...and the Virgin Mary, too, actually. ;) Today, I turn 25! Crazy!

I have a million things to say, but I will have to come back a little later to fill in this post with more details...and photos! Because...

The week before school began, I hopped a jet plane home for a few days for my nephew's 4th birthday. And for sanity's sake before the school year, since I've been around the school most of the summer! And then...this past week was the first week of Grad School: Year 2, and we are off to a running start with one quick bounce on a spring board. It's going to be an incredible - and intense! - year! Here we go!

Stay tuned for a real post...

This afternoon, I came across my book of notes from voice lessons with Janos. I am so thankful I've taken notes on my lessons all these years and especially that particular semester. So much wisdom and truth...and so much that makes total sense...now! Isn't it incredible how hindsight seems to always be 20/20? I'm not at all disappointed about that semester. Rather, I think I soaked in as much as I could at that point in my musical studies. (But I would be lying if I didn't admit to at least part of me wishing I sang then like I can now. I can only imagine the breakthroughs in my musicality that would have happened that autumn.) It's funny how fickle the voice and mind can be in the throws of trying to figure how to "support" (or even what that means!), to sing "into the mask" or resonance, to determine the sound before the voice even sounds.

Reading through these notes, I see now just how much he was pushing me. He had only 16 weeks with me. Twice a week. And he threw as much at me as he possibly could in our meetings for me to take with me. Years worth of information and ideas, really. I think he knew there was no possible way for me to understand it all and "make it happen" in those short weeks, but that by passing the tools to me, I'd be able to carry them with me through the years and gradually, they would reveal themselves to me when each was ready.

And for me, these notebooks are now priceless, chronicling a semester of greater musical growth than I ever thought or was able to realize it was. Each portion I read, it is as if I am back in the classroom where my lessons were held; I can recall in my memory every moment and his voice as he said everything. Keys and phrases that form a large portion of my own unique technique that works for me. 

(Also, reading these notes, I am in awe of how perfectly complimentary my lessons with each of my teachers...Lynn, Janos, Jayne...have been and are. They each fit together perfectly in the puzzle that makes up my voice. I know that's a rarity for someone to find, and I'll count that among my blessings! And a wonderful reassurance that I have been/am where I'm meant to be through each step thus far.)


I definitely left a part of my heart in Hungary. Some days, I do wonder what it would've been like if I'd returned -- or simply stayed. Alas, everything happens for a reason, season, and/or lifetime. And somehow, I think that semester, those lessons, teachers, and experiences...were all three. :)

One day, though, I do want to return to sing for Janos and the gang, again. Perhaps, a recital at the Institute may be in order...?? And now, the soprano plots... Muahaha! ;) 
(If anyone feels so inclined to fund this little adventure, I wouldn't be opposed... hehe!)

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"More and more, my role is becoming to help you discover your own unique key to unlock your own unique, special talents. And it is in my hope that I help you find it, and when you return home, you can hold onto it and keep it with you and build upon it." ~Orsolya (my Hungarian piano teacher)

And something I'd heard many times before and a million times since, 

Janos pinpointed me the minute we met:
"I know you don't particularly like coloratura, Samantha, but I know your voice...it has to move, whether you fight it or not. I will push you to do the coloratura. You must do it. Your voice needs to do it." 

We must practice what you don't know. Practicing what we know, although very nice feeling, is not helpful. And practicing what we do not know can be very frustrating and disheartening and difficult, but it is very necessary, very important... First, we need to concentrate on your weaknesses. This I know." ~Janos

"It is said that a person sings 'well' three times a year...two of which are in the bathroom. It rarely happens that it is in the performance. But that does not matter. What matters is that every time you sing you try to do better than your lowest level. The goal is not to sing better than you have in your entire life but to sing above your lowest level. In that, you raise your lowest level which also raises your highest. You never want to sing below your lowest level. That is the goal. It is very important to know. You cannot expect perfection...you won't find it because it cannot happen." ~Janos

"Samantha, you cannot worry about the mistake. If you measure by them, all you will have is a very long list of mistakes. Embrace it. Survive it. And concentrate your thought on what to do, how to do. That is how we must focus our thoughts. Concentrate on 2, 3, 4 things at a time to pay attention to, not all the wrongs to 'fix' because then they will never be fixed." ~Janos

And a quintessential Janos-ism:
"I have bad news...it was quite good!" ;)

Rejoice...greatly?

Well, sadly, that second trip to the Berkshires last week got cancelled. :*(  C'est la vie. It rained there, too, so it probably wouldn't have been that pleasant. And I wouldn't have gotten to have chats and froyo and slurpies and a LONG walk from Cambridge across the Charles to Boston with Edwin! Such fun! :)

It was also good because I had something else I needed to concentrate on this past weekend...

I received an email on Thursday asking if I was available to sing a specific piece for something. And not just any specific piece..."Rejoice, greatly" from Handel's Messiah, aka a giant thorn in the side of most sopranos (...and being a budding lyric coloratura, it's an even more pertinent piece for me to get under my belt...and in an utmost pristine way!)

Fast forward to Friday afternoon when my vocal coach pops his head into my practice room and declares that I have to sing it. I about burst into tears right then and there. Sure, I know the piece because I've worked on it and actually fairly recently in a lesson, but never have I performed it.

Five minutes later, my pianist calls and hears in my voice that I was on the verge of crying. Unfortunately, he had to cancel our meeting that afternoon, but he saved the day by offering to meet with me to help me go through it on Saturday afternoon. Mark is the greatest! I am so thankful to be working with him on my recital over the next year! :)

Fast forward, again, to Tuesday afternoon. "Rejoice, faintly" Day. haha! Of course, my reflux chooses this week to suddenly have an outburst of unexplainable problems, so Lord only knows what sound was going to come from me, let alone flying coloratura that I needed to happen! However, I've learned through previous experiences that most times, I am the only one who knows my reflux is bothering me. Even Jayne is typically shocked when I reveal that I was having a bout because she couldn't hear anything amiss. Reflux can be a demon like that. Thus, I try to rely on my technique and breath rather than aural sensory feedback and can then proceed to "sing over it" in a sense, through a higher vocal placement. (I do have to say, though, that singing in the Wolfinsohn Room at the school is one of my favorites...makes the sound so round thanks to all the resonant wood surrounding you. Mmhmm! So fun!)

And you know what? It actually turned out pretty darn well! It really was rather joyous to sing. :) No, it was certainly not perfect, but that was okay for the intents and purposes for which I was asked to sing this aria. It was also a great opportunity for me to see and measure my progress on this aria and what still needs work before I perform it for the "real deal." In the end, I thanked my vocal coach for "forcing" me to sing it. I needed that push. :) 

School begins in a mere three weeks, and I am so geared up for this year! It's going to be intense but totally wonderful...and with a giant dollop of crazy! ;) Minus the arias I need to come up with for Opera Workshop, most of my repertoire is set and chock full of exciting stuff! My teacher and I couldn't possibly be a more perfect fit, I'm discovering new things and understanding more things in my voice, I have a "business plan," I am already signed up to sing in the first masterclass of the semester, I've been kicking my butt into gear for that darn piano proficiency exam, and there's a recital dress (and shoes!) that I have my eye on... Muahaha! ;) I love my life! I love my school! And I love what I do!

Today, I met with Mark (aka "The Piano Hero" hehe!) to get a jump start on my gigantic music portfolio. He is so wonderful! I had to leave to go to work, but I was having so much fun that I didn't want to go! Can't wait to meet with him, again, next week! :)