First rehearsal of the season
Tue, Aug. 30th, 2005 09:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scarlettinaSo, tonight was the chorus' first rehearsal of the season. It was great to see everyone again. I'm jazzed about our new director and I have a feeling we're going to do some great stuff this season.
Because our director is new, he asked if all prior members of the chorus would sing for him just briefly to be sure he was comfortable with our placing in each section. And this year, just as with the last director, I was placed as Alto 1 (the higher end), only the new director told me very emphatically, brooking no argument, that I'm a mezzosoprano (ME?!) and that he had no doubt he'd have me singing there, that he was just gonna open up my throat and get a full, beautiful sound. I was immediately put in mind of what Richard (our beloved prior director) said last year (that he "was gonna loosen up my pipes"). Now, admittedly, Richard did get me singing higher than I ever have before and it felt fabulous. I enjoyed it hugely.
But this idea that I'm a mezzo is, well, new to me. (And here come the old tapes, kids; batten down the hatches!) Sopranos don't look like me! Sopranos . . . well, I should shut up about what sopranos look like, because one look at our soprano section pretty much blows my old ideas of what sopranos look like right out of the water. (For those who are curious, my image of sopranos was always that they were tall, thin and blond, and this goes back to elementary school.) Looks like I'm going to forever-and-amen burn those old tapes at long last.
Funny, isn't it, how the old tapes hang on? I actually felt different driving hom tonight. If I stop now and think about what I accomplished last season vocally, I shouldn't be surprised.
I think this is going to be a good fall. I hope it is.
Because our director is new, he asked if all prior members of the chorus would sing for him just briefly to be sure he was comfortable with our placing in each section. And this year, just as with the last director, I was placed as Alto 1 (the higher end), only the new director told me very emphatically, brooking no argument, that I'm a mezzosoprano (ME?!) and that he had no doubt he'd have me singing there, that he was just gonna open up my throat and get a full, beautiful sound. I was immediately put in mind of what Richard (our beloved prior director) said last year (that he "was gonna loosen up my pipes"). Now, admittedly, Richard did get me singing higher than I ever have before and it felt fabulous. I enjoyed it hugely.
But this idea that I'm a mezzo is, well, new to me. (And here come the old tapes, kids; batten down the hatches!) Sopranos don't look like me! Sopranos . . . well, I should shut up about what sopranos look like, because one look at our soprano section pretty much blows my old ideas of what sopranos look like right out of the water. (For those who are curious, my image of sopranos was always that they were tall, thin and blond, and this goes back to elementary school.) Looks like I'm going to forever-and-amen burn those old tapes at long last.
Funny, isn't it, how the old tapes hang on? I actually felt different driving hom tonight. If I stop now and think about what I accomplished last season vocally, I shouldn't be surprised.
I think this is going to be a good fall. I hope it is.