The Voice Lesson... AT THE END OF TIME!

Today the sacred timeline was viciously shattered into a billion pieces, meticulously scooped up, and miraculously restored to its former glory with only one alteration that I am aware of. For some reason, people now sit in chairs with a support behind their back instead of putting the support in front to lean their chest or arms on. No one seems to notice that this has changed with the exception of myself. Honestly, I liked it better the other way. But how did this come to pass? Let me tell you the long and arduous tale. 

I was having a voice lesson, as is customary for me on Thursdays. We began with our usual warmups, singing the "mings" and a seductive little "veeeeeaaaahhayeeahohooooh". In writing, this may look like the onomatopoeia that would be used for a cowboy being strangled in a comic book, but you're going to have to trust me that it is actually a posh little voice exercise. During these vocal practices, I was focusing on finding the right resonance in my face. We also tested my comfortable range and I can comfortably go a whole step lower than I could before and a half step higher without feeling any strain. Perhaps it was just a good day for my voice, but I am feeling pleasant inside regardless. We then worked on "Nella Fantasia". I first sang along with a few versions of it and then I sang on my own. We went over the higher sections of the song several times making sure I was putting the sound in the right spot and having good support. I pulled on a strap that was around my feet to make sure my core was in the right spot.

It was at this point that suddenly the world shattered around us, and I flew forward to the end of time. I beheld everything I had ever known as it exploded into shards of chaos. Then, in a second, it all reformed itself before my very eyes, and I was returned to where I was. I really have no idea what caused this incident to occur, but I must say I am very sad with the changes made to chair design in this version of the timeline.

On another note, I really enjoyed voice recital hour today. Chris sang near the end (I don't know his last name, but he's a graduate student). I must admit that I also don't know the name of his song, but I was really impressed with the energy that he put into his pianissimo portions of the song. He was also very good at pronouncing all the consonants, making him very easy to understand. I do feel he sort of went in and out on the amount of passion he had in his song, as if he got a bit distracted focusing on the musicality and forgot about the meaning. This is something I find hard to do with pieces in foreign languages, and memorizing and reviewing the meaning of the text many times helps with that.