It has been quite a whirlwind of
music activity these past three weeks.
First was Marin Oratorio with three weeknights of rehearsals for the
Brahms Requiem and Liebeslieder Walzes and then another week of intense
rehearsals and two weekends of performances of Mozart’s Magic Flute with the
West Bay Opera. It was hard for me to
embrace the latter while the former occupied my energy, but I soon got into the
spirit of it, donning my burlap peasant costume, false eyelashes, and face
glitter and enjoying the camaraderie of the group. Today was the final performance and I was
delighted that many friends came to see it and to support me.
Indeed, it has been a remarkable
year for singing. I was able to relocate
and start to work again with my coach Daniel, I practiced almost every day, I had
a steep and exciting learning curve in music theory, I auditioned for half a
dozen different groups, and found a happy home with two. So much energy, so much discipline, so much
“putting yourself out there.”
There is one final audition on the
docket, the SF Symphony Chorus, on June 16th. I am terrified, of course. I would love to sing with them but there are
so few slots and I am so old. This of
course is the nub of the problem. My
voice is sturdy enough, but not what it once was, and as regards singing at
least, I fear that my future is behind me.
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