It’s local singing competition time again. I’m sure it’s only been 6 months since the last one. I’m pleased to say that I’m a little better prepared than last time, thanks to the constant prodding of my lovely teacher. Oh except for the ‘own selection’ for the Scholarship section, which we dithered over for various reasons and then I chose an aria I’ve never even heard before, let alone sung. And promptly went on holiday, as you do when you have a new aria to learn and not a lot of time left to learn it.
So here’s the rep list:
- French Art Song: Les Chemins de l’Amour (Poulenc)
- British Art Song: Song of Shadows (Richard Rodney Bennett)
- Lieder: Neue Liebe (Mendelssohn)
- Oratorio: Cujus animam gementem (Pergolesi)
- Duet: Domine (Mozart)
- Operatic Aria: Kommt ein schlanker Bursch gegangen
- Scholarship: Test – Bist du bei mir (Bach), own selection – Fair Robin I Love (Mechem)
- Comic/Light Operatic: I want to sing in opera (David & Arthurs)
There’s a fair bit of singing in that lot. As I’ve mentioned before I make use of the shower to learn rep in other languages. But here’s what I’d really like in order to make the shower into a music study: A shower with a wall which encloses a large touch screen linked to some device on which all my scores are loaded, so I can turn the pages (a giant iPad if you will) and this screen is also linked to a piano accompaniment which I can sing to. Ok I just read that back and really all I’m asking to do is karaoke in the shower. How hard could it be to design something like that? If someone out there knows how to do it, I’ll patent it and then off you go, give me 25% of the profit and the first shower off the production line and we’ll call it quits.
Remember in my last blog post I talked about the little man who lives in my brain? I came across this great video of the gorgeous Joyce di Donato talking about her inner critic. I nearly put my neck out nodding away.
Yes, I am still alive. And singing. There was a bit of a lull once Christmas arrived and the country went on summer holiday, and I allowed myself to be lazy and not practice properly. But now we are back into it, indeed we are. I’m talking like the Queen. I shall revert to first-person so you don’t have to curtsy while you read this.
I already have several performances lined up for the first half of the year. First up is a Concert South concert on 17 March. You may remember the Concert South concert I was preparing for at about the same time last year and my dalliances with metaphorical rose bushes. There’s still a thorn or two lurking to catch me this time too, but my bicycle doesn’t wobble as much when it spies a top C or in this case a top C#. I have been asked to sing Les Filles de Cadix as well as be part of a trio for two songs – Lift Thine Eyes from Elijah and Handel’s Where E’er You Walk. I’m doing the middle part for the Handel and I’m having to concentrate mightily to fight off the tendency to sing the tune. I also get to repeat Les Filles at Womens Club about 10 days later.
Hard on the heels of that is Easter and a full programme of music starting with a service on Holy Thursday evening and finishing with Easter Vespers on the Sunday afternoon. I’ve got some nice solos amongst all of that including the Mozart Ora Pro Nobis.
On April 28th as part of the Southland Arts Festival, A Capella Singers is doing a programme of Rutter music with the main work being his Magnificat. It’s a very approachable work but, dare I say it, could do with a little editing here and there. Is that heresy? If this blog post stops abruptly at some later point, with little whisps of black smoke curling up from the last few words, you can assume I have been smote. Or should that be smitten? Either way it ended badly.
But despite this potentially terrible fate awaiting me, I shall bravely soldier on. The work calls for a soprano soloist and our director decided that she would divvy up the three solo bits amongst choir members. We were asked to audition, preparing one of the three solos. I worked on the Misericordiae, which is the hardest of the 3 (for me anyway) but, fortunately as it turns out, also had a look over Esurientes. I turned up for my audition and the director said “Right let’s do Esurientes!” I got through alright – it’s a piece that lies nicely and suits my voice. The director apparently agrees with me as that’s what I have been given.
And finally in June there are two concerts with a mixture of choir work and solos. So plenty to work on, and I’m right into singing lessons again picking up new repertoire. I’m doing a gorgeously lush-almost-to-the-point-of-corny French song Les Chemins de l’Amour by Poulenc. Listen to this version by Veronique Gens. This is very different from the Poulenc I know!
I’m also learning one of Richard Rodney Bennett’s ‘Dream Songs’ – The Song of Shadows, a lovely atmospheric piece.
I had a session with the voice therapist yesterday, which prompted some interesting thoughts as I drove home. But that’s for another blog post.
Now is the time of the singing year where, with competitions over, I get to choose a whole bunch of new music to learn and expand my (pathetically small) repertoire and Christmas music starts looming in the shape of end of year concerts and solos gigs. So a mixture of new (to me) and old.
Firstly the new music. My teacher hauls out all sorts of new and delicious pieces from her vast collection and tantalises me by singing snippets of this lieder and that aria which she thinks will suit my voice. Frankly I just want to sit and listen to her sing the whole time but she’s clever enough just to sing enough to let me get a feel for a piece and decide if it’s ‘me’ or not and then she moves on to the next one. I know there are teachers who just say “Here’s what you are to learn” and off you go, but I guess I’m a big enough girl to say no and my teacher is relaxed enough to not mind when I say no. Let’s face it, it’s not like I’m preparing myself for a singing career where I would have to sing things I might not like in order to advance myself.
So currently I’m beavering away at: the lower part of the Flower Duet* from Lakme (will learn the upper part later), Mendelssohn’s ‘Neue Liebe’, and ‘Kommt ein schlanker Bursch gegangen’ from Der Freischutz.
As we work away at extending my register upwards, it’s a pleasant feeling to be able to look at piece of music with a C6 or three and not feel an immediate rise in heart rate. If I can become as comfortable with D6 as with the C6 then it will open up a whole lot of new repertoire for me. It’s only 2 semitones difference but feels like 2 vertical miles some days.
Christmas music comes in the form of choir music with A Capella Singers and the usual church music including 2 services on Christmas Eve. The ACS concert is a combined one with a brass band. This is a combination for which the singers will have to find their collective squillo!! Then there is a programme of Christmas music at Womens Club which I am in charge of, which is allowing me to be self-indulgent and allot myself Adam’s O Holy Night, which I can then repeat at a dinner gig a week later.
*Do those of you of a similar vintage to me always think of the old British Airways ads when you hear/sing this??
Competitions are done and dusted for another year. I got into the car after prize-giving and realised I could actually put something in the CD player that wasn’t a competition piece!* This will be a long post as I go through the classes, as much for me to reflect on as for you to read. Grab yourselves a cuppa and a bikkie and get comfortable.
It was as always, a mixture of ups and downs, of learning and stumbling and conquering. Friday night started with Operatic Aria (Batti, batti). The first one’s always the hardest, at least according to my shaky knees. The piano for various reasons was not situated in the best place for the accompanists to be able to hear the singers and unfortunately this proved problematic for me and my lovely accompanist at the tempo change which was a bit unnerving until we got back in sync a couple of bars later. All in all I gave a safe performance but not a very characterful one, so only 3rd out of three. The winner was a 4th year Honours performance student from Dunedin so a cut above me technically. That’s not me making excuses by the way – I’m going to write of my performances in relation to my own standard.
Next up was British Art Song, the beautiful King David. It was my first time entering this class. I concentrated on telling the story and having a smooth line and I think my teacher – who unfortunately was out of town this weekend – would have been pleased with the climactic phrase which she had been urging me to make more of. I had some more timing issues but nothing too terrible and from an audience point of view, not neccesarily obvious. The Dunedin singer sang Danny Boy beautifully. The adjudicator said when reading the results for this class “This singer sang a song I love and sang it so beautifully I nearly cried”. I leaned over to one of my singing friends and whispered “That’s her (meaning Dunedin singer) for first then”. And then the adjudicator said ‘First place to Christine McLeod” and my jaw nearly hit the floor! So that was a very nice moment for me.
Next morning was a very early start – FB friends will have seen my grumbles about being asked to sing Oratorio at 9am in the morning! Fortunately I had French Art (Mandoline – Faure) to warm me into it. I was, sadly, the only entrant in that class. It amazes me that so few people down here sing French Art songs, there are so many to-die for pieces. Anyway, I got first and the adjudicator pointed out that she was not at all obliged to give a first, or second or third for that matter. but that I deserved first. I think I sang it reasonably well although I fluffed a couple of words which annoyed me. Next Oratorio, With Verdure Clad. This one took a LOT of work for me and I still feel I’ve got a long way to go with it. However I actually felt quite good during the performance and finally did as my teacher tried to get me to do, and ‘went operatic’ at the high arching phrases. Isn’t in amazing (<— sarcasm) how it’s so much easier when you do what your teacher tells you? End result, a second, which I was very happy with.
Next up Lieder, Schubert’s ‘Nacht und Traume.’ Only 2 pages but oh what 2 pages they are. I seriously would have liked an extra pair of lungs for the loooooong phrases. Was reasonably happy with the way I sang it and got a 3rd.
Then the big one, the Scholarship class. I thought I might have had a good shot at it this year, but after hearing the Dunedin singer, I knew it was unlikely. So I decided to forget about trying to win and just get out there and have fun. I wore my ‘singing dress‘ as I wanted something that I could make look a bit girly and flirty for my contrasting piece (Les Filles de Cadix). Firstly the test piece, Spring Goeth All in White. It went well although I could have put more contrast into it. Then Les Filles. As I have mentioned before, I tend to be a bit of a statue (apart from the old shaky knees) when I sing, so I decided I was going to really move and act out the part. And I did!! And as I sang I could see the audience smiling as they got the characterisation. There were moments in the singing where things definitely weren’t perfect but I reckon I did a pretty good job of it overall. And when I popped out the top C# at the end, frankly I didn’t care about the competition, I just was just mentally going “Woooo!” So no win, but definately satisfaction that I had made some progress with my singing.
So a good weekend, meeting old friends, hearing voices developing, hearing new music (Andres Maienlied!), and winning a pretty cup. And best of all? My voice survived without going all husky.
*For enquiring minds, I started with ‘Ca’ the Yowes’ from Dougie Macleans’ ‘Tribute’ CD