Showing posts with label Carmen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carmen. Show all posts

Thursday, January 23, 2014

"Songs of Travel" turns 100 posts!

Greetings again from the *extremely cold" snap we are having in W-CNY! (That''s Western-Central New York to those of you who don't know the abbreviation.)

Two weeks from now, my comprehensives will be finished. Later today, I will post again the list of possible "big-topic" essays that might be on it. I had a great chat with PP yesterday about the scope of this exam. He assured me that I will do "very well." I just have to keep going at this point. It is an endurance test, after all.

I am thrilled that I've been able to stick with this blog for this long. I had started one about ten years ago, prior to usability ease and ability to label or post photos without a problem. 

Someone asked recently, "how do I have time to write so much." It's not a lot, actually. "Much" would be what I am thinking about writing, about learning twentieth-century vocal repertoire, or my own techniques that I have found in coaching throughout the years. For me, it is a need to communicate. 

Another "need" that I've been realizing that I have is a desire to be an educator, even on a project that is in the "professional" realm. There seems to be a large divide between "music making in academia" and "music making in the real world." This divide is sad to me. I have encountered equal amounts of bliss and frustration with both fields. 

I've been talking to the conductor on this project about how much we love teaching (we both teach at the same school). And it made me realize, that whether I am working with a freshman on basic Italian, or with a managed artist on (her) role for the first time, I am a very happy teacher. I like feeling like I can make a difference. 

Tonight, I have an interesting task ahead. My job is to help our speaker in our current production carry his voice more, more like an orator. His roles are written with underscoring (this means spoken dialogue or text over an accompaniment. This also means that the text has to be timed, in general, with the accompanying music. This happens a lot starting in late nineteenth-century French opera, such as Massenet's Manon. This writing techique is employed a lot in the twentieth century by Britten and Sondheim). Another challenge is that the text is in surrealiist-symbolist Spanish, and not only that, in the "lunfardo" dialect. This implies that consonant clusters in Spanish do different things phoenetically. ( ll = [d3] ), for example. Arrgentinian Spanish has different pronunciation than standard Mexican or European Spanish. (These are the things that I'm learning on the job!).

I will resume studying at this point. I will leave you with this lovely photo that I found online. It is me with Syracuse Opera's last production lead, "Carmen" (sung very colorfully by OR). I really enjoyed working with that cast and of course, on that wonderful music. 

PHOTO: Ola Rafalo and I work on some French and interpretation together at the piano, before rehearsal starts. 

Friday, October 11, 2013

Coping Skills of the Gypsy Life

I'm not sure if it is "Carmen" in the air these days with Syracuse Opera, or that I've been basically away from home for a month ... I've had occasional visits back to Rochester - of course to see Zheng, Aying, and Lucia, but also to see friends, or to handle my church music director duties as I can. Zheng made a last-minute decision to drive here last night, which was wonderful, spontaneous, and a delight. 

But I have "gypsy" life on the brain lately. 

There are amazing things about getting to travel. You meet amazing people (I met the man I will marry in two weeks when I was halfway across the globe!). 

You learn a lot. About the world, about other people, and about yourself. 

But there is also nothing like being home.  Waking up in your own bed and moving at your own pace. The hotel lifestyle has perks (maid service and daily meals prepared for you sometimes) and drawbacks (sterile decorations, genericness, no personal touches, no Nespresso machine that I love). 

I heard a great interview yesterday while listening to the radio. The Broadway tour of "Warhorse" is in Syracuse these days, and the radio announcer on 91.3 Syracuse was pushing the public to come and see the show. She was explaining that these people have to be "so incredibly good" that they are paid and asked to leave home and take their art on the road. They have to put up with the daily grind of living in hotels, living in-and-out of suitcases, and having to deal with things like grocery store layouts that are not what they are used to. 

(Don't dismiss the grocery-store thing. My amazing maid-of-honor and kindred spirit friend, CL, came and rescued me with microwaveable-fridgeable-groceries only.).

My brilliant and think-on-her-feet colleague and friend here, CDE, has started cooking using a skillet, a convection burner from Costco, and an ironing board. I had a meal she made on this a few days ago. Another one of the cast members, WM , said that he was washing his dishes in the tub.

It's "make it work time" here. Travel is great. But it can also be a grind, no question about it.

(But if I changed the blog name to "Songs of Grind," I'd have a *very* different audience base.)

PHOTO: The champagne reception from last Sunday's "sold out" performance in Utica, of "Nine Operas in Ninety Minutes."