I might be a diva about singing. It's not that I think I shouldn't sing loudly. I want to. It's fun. But last night at music rehearsal, I sang and sang and sang so loudly because nobody else knew what they were doing. I could have been perceived as a diva. I know! And I find them so abhorrent!
I've never considered myself very knowledgeable about singing--I've picked up some ideas here and there. And I find myself zombie singing all the time (especially in church), in that I don't enunciate at times, I take breaths when I shouldn't.
I am now thinking, when dealing with singers who don't know what they're doing, if I were the music director, I'd give them a few tips, give them the notes, give them where I want them to breathe and call it good. We have less than 2 1/2 weeks til performance and nobody knows nuthin'. Yipes.
Am I this controlling? Or is it that I want to help and just like to support others?
Life lessons, my friends. Life lessons.
Keep Playing! (And keep pondering...)
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