Amateur


I think that I will always be a nerve-wracked nail-biting mess when it comes to recital situations. Despite the outward appearance of calm, the internal civil war that ensues when I get up to sing is enough to keep me in the bleachers for a lifetime. I don’t think my heart can stand it- judging by the rapid increase in arrhythmias on approaching the stage. I really appreciated what Robyn had to say tonight- one just has to pour oneself out to an audience and trust the results. It is really all about giving all you have to give. I have to confess that I really don’t like singing in the Metro- it is just like a barn, and the sound seems to go two feet out and drop like a lead weight- at least from the singer’s perspective. This is where “feel” matters more than sound- if it feels grounded and centred, then it will likely find the proper vocal mark. I am really glad that I don’t have to make a living doing this.

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