Magic

I want magic.


"I want magic," from Streetcar Named Desire by Andre Previn. Sung by Renee Fleming

Real! Who wants real?
I know I don't want it. I want magic!
Magic! Yes! That's what I want!
That's what I try to give to people.

I do misrepresent things.
I don't tell the truth.
But I tell what ought to be the truth.
What it ought to be.

Yes, magic. Magic's what I try to give to people.
If that's a sin,
If that is such a sin, then let me be... damned for it!
Don't turn on that light!

It'll all look so ugly in that light.
Why not see by candlelight... or moonlight, or by starlight?
They are bright enough to see by.
Sometimes too bright.


Yep.

Juggling

I have been busy before. When I was in school, there was time I had a 20 hour or so a week part time job, class, a recital, a paper and an opera all at the same time. I knew not what busy really was.


I have a church job that takes me away Wednesday evenings and Sunday mornings every week. The kicker is that it's about 45 minutes away. I have 2, count 'em, 2 retail jobs that insist on relative flexibility in my schedule, so making them play nice with each other is, and always will be, a pain in the ass. Those things alone were enough to kind of make me crazy. Now I just got cast in an opera (YAY)!!!

Thing is-- it's an hour away, going the OPPOSITE way from the church job. And there will be a LOT more rehearsals for that than I've had before for any other thing I've done recently. It'll be worth it, for sure, but it's going to be a nightmare trying to get all of my life scheduling to work together. And that's not even accounting for time to actually LEARN the thing. I guess that's for in the car. :P


Here's to not losing my damn mind...


Now for some shameless self promotion. This is from a recital I did a couple of weeks ago. It all went really well!

Tik Tok

During this time of graduation and whatnot, I have seen a lot of Facebook statii that are along the lines of "Wow! I can't believe that I graduate this week!" or "I am a junior in college now? When did that happen?" I can relate to these on an "I have been there" level, but also on a "Holy crap... I have to drive 13 hours tomorrow" level.


13 hours.


In lieu of walking the stage at my commencement this weekend, I have an audition for Pensacola Opera's Artist in Residence program. As in... it's IN Pensacola. So, since I have some amazing friends in Mobile, AL, I'm going to drive there tomorrow and stay with them for the weekend. I am SUPER excited, since I NEVER get to see them. I talk to them on a daily basis, but I have only seen them IRL (hahaha) one other time.

Anyhow, it's just blowing my mind that I'm going to be driving that distance....tomorrow. Eep.

In music news, I am loving this song:


Tik Tok - ke$ha

Heard it via Today's Big Thing and THIS genius Simpson's opening.

Today is here!

Well, it's time, ladies and gentlemen. Time for the big, bad, final graduate recital. T-minus 3 hours until I need to be at the school setting up the crap for the live stream of the recital I'm hoping against hope works like it's supposed to. I am going to be very, very sad if it doesn't... but what can you do?


Ok, gotta go curl my hair... or eat a Cadbury Creme egg or something...

Recital Time!

So, for all of you wanting to watch this crazy recital thing, go here Sunday, March 7th, 2010 at 6pm CST. HOPEFULLY (crosses fingers) it will work as planned, though I can't be sure simply because technology sometimes hates me.

Also, I occasionally hear songs that are exactly perfect for a situation... then I hear another song that is also perfect for the same situation. Isn't funny how that works?



but then...




So yeah. That's kind of how I've been feeling lately: completely pulled in two directions. We'll just have to see how it goes, eh?


Hope you can tune in to the recital!! :D

Belated news

I got Rosalinda in Die Fledermaus!





OK, I have to say: that exclamation point is a lying a little... it looks too excited.


I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be cast and it will be a fun show and actually, all of the voices in both casts (we double cast here) are awesome... I just... I don't know. I am just not as excited as A) I probably should be and B) everybody else is for me. In various posts before (which I'm going to be lazy and not link to), I've talked about all the stuff I need to get done this semester and blah blah blah... I just can't get excited and motivated... I think I've said this before: I feel like I've got nothing to live for.

Pfft, not suicidally, I'm-gonna-end-it-all-because-my-life-has-no-meaning "nothing to live for," just... nothing to live for, if that makes sense. The show will pick me up (they always do), but until then, here I am. Coasting again.

Hey now, voce...

Voce...

Seriously, I cannot have you flaking out on me this early in the semester. Geez. So, yeah, we sang Come scoglio a bit for an hour yesterday and then sang The Csárdás in masterclass, too, and I can see how you could feasibly be tired, but I have the auditions that matter on Saturday and if you're on the way out today... you will SO not be in good shape on Saturday.

Well, ok, that's fair. The rest of my throat sort of hurts, too, but that's really no excuse for you to get tetchy. It's days like today, voce, that really make me wonder if this is what I really should do, because I'm not even exactly sure what I did yesterday that made you flip out and get all weird today and what if I had a show today or something and I SO wouldn't be able to sing tonight that just sucks.... eesh.


Anyway, voce, don't freak out, but I need your ass in gear by Saturday (and callbacks on Sunday)


Miss you,
-me

Are you there, voce?

It's me, Courtney.


Listen, sweetpie, I really need you to step up your game by tomorrow because, I'm not gonna lie, I don't actually feel so hot about the whole competition thing. What's that? Well, yeah, I should have started working on those Italian songs before this morning at 4am. And you're right; that Barber piece really ISN'T going to count itself. Still, voce, I'm going to go ahead and say that despite my inability to prepare adequately for anything, you still manage to take care of crap. I don't know how you do it, but I'm not going to question you now, baby. I'm going to go work on these songs, now, so you think about what I said, alright?

Kisses!
-C

p.s. If I don't advance, I totally called it.


p.p.s. Let it be known that I almost posted a pic of my vocal folds! They look kind of awkward though, so I decided against it.