May 2, 2008
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I’m supposed to be shopping for food. Don’t worry this isn’t about food. I’m having the Canadian for dinner tomorrow night and I’d planned on doing the shopping tonight but I made the mistake of checking someone’s blog and got sucked in, and now here I am wanting to write something.
I’m feeling enthused about singing after an encouraging lesson today. It still makes me uncomfortable when she praises me. It’s just such a foreign feeling. I’m used to teachers who are perfectionistic, like me, always wanting it better, pushing for more. But I can hear and feel when I get my mouth and throat in the right position and I can hit way higher notes when I use my abs to roll the air up. Now she’s teaching me these exercises to strengthen the muscles that are above the abs. There was a bellydance move called the flutter that I could never get and these staccato scales are goin’ after those same muscles.
When I sang the fancy Italian love song — This time she let me use the words instead of just the vowels — I felt so beautiful and loving. She said something about how these songs will change me. What I do know is that my right ear started to unplug after the lesson. I am learning how to get the air up into my sinuses, and it’s doing good things. And my lungs, have I mentioned how hard it is to get enough air to last through each phrase? Fortunately, because I play a wind instrument, I’m used to taking big gasps of air and letting it out slowly. But that’s so good for your lungs, and part of the reason you feel euphoric after a voice lesson.
She switched the meditation class to Wed nights so now I can go. I’m a little leery but several of the people in the choir go and they’re cool so we shall see.
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I just read about how Bobbie Fisher trained for his big chess match partly by swimming underwater. Seems like that might be useful for voice as well, holding the air in your lungs, taking deep breaths. Plus it’s great exercise of course.
I’m amazed at the number of activities that you’ve taken on. The singing classes are particularly intriguing to me . . .
It’s been a long time since I took singing lessons, but that sounds different from what I learned. LOL I’m not sure I want air up my sinuses.
I never got my voice to that level, but one of my best friends from college did. And the songs will change you. *hugs*
with all the activities you have i feel like a slug in comparison. sluggy mcsluggerson. that’s me….
mmm You make me want to go sing
Underneath all of these lessons in voice lies another lesson. Letting go. marilyn
That’s wonderful – you’re taking vocal lessons! I’m so glad to hear that!
And RYC: Yes, I think you may be right. It may be time. . .
Well you KNOW whenever i see you on my decreasing meanderings around Xanga i gotta stop by and say HI
Good to see you haven’t daytraded your food money away…i’m getting another batch of Sirius on Monday
Enjoy dinner time!
Hey Wyatt Earp…
Is the Canadian coming over to your house for dinner tomorrow night or did you literally mean what you said, that you are having the Canadian for dinner tomorrow night.
If you are literally having the Canadian for dinner I suggest complimenting the fresh bold taste of a Canadian with a chilled LaBatts Blue. For dessert consider something imaginative yet classic, glazed old-fashined donuts from Tim Hortons. Bon apetit!
Sorry I could not resist. : )
Jay (the smart ass)
Hope dinner is excellent and interesting.
Wow. Now I want to hear you sing. I’ve never taken lessons but it does sound far more intensive than I had imagined. No wonder the music can change you. Sweet that you have the passionate and loving kind to sing.
I bet that feels good- singing. I would love to sing, really sing… and be praised for it instead of the cringing they all do now!