A mezzo with a bright top and rich low range is a rare treasure. How wonderful to find something bright and shiny and new at a stage in life when too many people cling to the familiar and safe. Bravo!
Thanks. It's made me look at other things in my life, and though I haven't made much progress in those directions, at least I'm seeing things differently. D- says I need to imagine myself into being more musical, more dramatic even.
When our autistic son went through a stage where he could not stand the sound of singing (for one horrible period, any music at all--we realized later it was a time when his brain was going through serious changes and his language processing shifted from right-brain-type to left-brain-type) I thought I'd lost the singing forever--when I came back to it, it seemed like the voice would never recover. But it has.
I couldn't have afforded voice lessons back-when even if I'd known how much good they could do...and I try not to think about what I might have been capable of if a) I'd known and b) had, or found a way to make, the resources. I tell myself to just enjoy what's happening now...I'm singing better now, at 65, than 20 years ago. I asked D- how long I could hope to keep singing (this was several years ago, when I thought it might be any year now) and he said some people could sing well into their 80s...that it was more about hearing loss than anything else, if they kept at it and used good technique. Such fun.
Is an ARC also one last chance to find errata and get them to Fix It? Or has the book already gone to production?
I had a similar vocal experience, singing low for years and then suddenly being informed by a choral director that I was a mezzo and that I ought to let my light shine. It was a wonderful experience. I think my favorite part of it was getting to sing part of Bernstein's Chichester Psalms that I never could have done years ago. A thrill indeed.
Wow! Bet that was a great experience!
I had no idea you're a choir singer - neat! But I cannot help but wonder what a Pie Jesu is and if it tastes "heavenly". ^_^
I've been singing pretty regularly in a choir since about, um, 1974. I think that was when a choir director saw me in the hall of the church (on the way to talk to someone about something else) and said "You look like an alto. Choir rehearsal Thursday night--we have supper at 5:30. See you there." I had sung with a choir briefly in college (there was an annual choir competition between the residential colleges) but that was all. For years my husband and I sang in the same choir, but now he sings in one church and I sing in another (because our autistic son goes to the other church and we're not about to tear him out of a community in which he's comfortable.)
A few weeks ago, our leader wanted me to lead a (simple) song because he knew I knew it and liked it. I arrived ready to go, but with a horrible sinus infection. I was especially anxious about how the throat-full of phlegm would react to the (for me) high notes. It actually turned out alright, although my tone was quite fuzzy!
When I've got stopped up sinuses (frequent) singing high notes means they'll start draining...I think the vibration shakes the yuck loose. Or something like that.
Always been soprano, here - but I have an enormous respect for people who can stretch their voices over a respectable range. I lose pitch if I go too low - it just yaws off into the deep and I can't hang onto the note.
As for "Pie Jesu" - this one
has always been a favourite one of mine - but then, as I said, I am a soprano...
I'm a big fan of stretching one's boundaries, trying something new and challenging. ("A man's reach must exceed his grasp, else what's a Heaven for?") Earlier this year it was learning about digital photography and editing. Before that, rollerblading, something i didn't think I had the balance to do. So I applaud your leap into the mezzo world!
Agreed! When I visited my favorite prof, about a year out of college, she commented that too many of her former students seemed to stop learning--if she visited them, she'd see few new books except light fiction, for instance. At that point, I thought I'd better make sure it didn't happen to me, and set up a study program for myself for both reading and skills acquisition...flexible enough to work with military service, work, and a return to classes at intervals. Most people probably don't need to formalize the idea, but it sure helped me, and it nudged me to explore all sorts of topics I might not have "had time" for otherwise. My pact with myself was that I had to stick with a new thing for six months (semester, of sorts) before dropping it for something else.
Was SO glad of this program when it came to bringing up an autistic kid, because my brain had been well-exercised and was used to diving into new material even though I'd been out of formal classes for years at that point.
I love the sense of "space" that I get knowing that I cannot possibly run out of new things to learn--both information and skills.
Lucky you. I can do funny voices for puppet shows, but my singing voice leaves much to be desired. And trying to record filk songs, they come out sounding far worse than I plan them to.
I used to think only professional singers "deserved" to take voice lessons. Wrong. Anyone who wants to sing better can probably benefit from them.
OTOH,finding a good coach for adults can be tricky.
I'm sixty, so I'm encouraged to read about somebody marginally older than I am doing something new and challenging: It sets me a good example.
There's a certain "If not now, when?" thing going on, too. When you're young, and you miss a chance to do something, you think "I can always do it later," and "later" in the young mind means "next year or the year after."
Then it's much later and you realize you didn't...so the new chances that come along are more likely to get a quick "Do it NOW."
Growing up, there were a lot of chances that seemed to carry the label "Not for people like you." (What we see as possible is constrained, at least partly, by the attitudes of those around us.) For some of those, it's taken most of my life to realize those labels, if they actually said that, are fraying and falling off the chances.
My young autistic daughter has perfect pitch. This can make casual singing about the house very difficult, and practicing nearly impossible.
It is comforting to me that others have had similar experiences.
She may be less sensitive to it later. Our son has that incredible pitch sensitivity too, but can tolerate our casual singing. I can't remember how long it was before he could, but I hope it happens with you and your daughter, too.