And 6 months later . . .

Time fly’s. I know everyone knows that, but I honestly believe that as you age, time speeds up. It’s like some cosmic joke, you get older and the day’s get shorter. So much has happened in the last few months, I feel like I should just erase everything written before and start over. But I won’t.

My lesson’s with Barry have been AMAZING! I don’t think I can completely convey how happy I have been with my lessons. First, Barry is the first teacher I have had that pushes me to not just ‘rest on my laurels’ but to really push me. I had a conversation with his wife, who is also a great singer, expressing how much I enjoy Barry and how hard he pushes me, and she looked at me like I was a little crazy. “Are you sure you like it?” She asked and I laughed it off. Because I truly do like that he doesn’t let me coast like every other teacher has done since I started singing.

His background is in Opera and I’ve fallen in love with Opera. When I first started taking lessons, I really had a hard time because I was still so stuck on Musical Theater. It was a scary concept for me to move away from Musical Theater and to Opera because it was always something that us MT people didn’t understand. But Barry was very patient with me, inching me closer and closer to opera. And he succeeded in the end. I fell in love!

For my 24th birthday, my husband (the amazing, fantastic, wonderful sexy husband) took me to see Die Walkure by Wagner at the local cinema. The Metropolitan Opera does a Live in HD series where they broadcast the production to theater’s around the US. Very cool. But the performance was breath taking. Deborah Voight was phenomenal as Brunhilde! This was the first real full length Opera that I have seen, what an introduction!!! The final scene of the Opera is of Wotan and Brunhilde are saying their final goodbye’s and she is being laid to rest, I was sobbing. It was so emotional because I was imagining saying goodbye to my own father and how horrible that would be. I had never been touched like that through music before. I’m now totally hooked.

I’m watching a Met performance of Don Giovanni right now with my husband through Netflix. A whole slew of Met performances are on Netflix to check out and I’ve queued them all! We finished act one and are onto act two now. I keep going back and forth on whether or not I like it because the performances are great, but the character of Don Giovanni is such a jerk and I really want to smack him! I’ll see it through and let you know how I feel.


O Mio Babbino Caro

My descent back into music has been a hard one. I haven’t had a very easy road, but it’s okay. It had me stronger. While I was still playing around with the idea of coming back into music I saw a video that, literally, changed my life. I had heard about a performer named Sissel and many people had told me before I had left music that I sounded just like her. So I decided to look her up.

For those of you who don’t know who Sissel is, here is super short background. She’s a Norwigan classical soprano that has sung all over the world as well as with many choirs including Utah’s own Mormon Tabernacle Choir. She’s beautiful and has an amazing voice!

Typing in Sissel brings up hundreds of videos on Youtube, but for some reason, maybe God or just my likeness of the color purple, I picked the video of O Mio Babbino Caro she did for a PBS special.

I was totally blown away! It was like all the emotions that I had been holding in over the past five years just came poring out and I knew that I had really been missing out on life. Now I have the song in my hot little hands and I’m working profussly to sound half as good as Sissel.

That video, that song, that singer really changed my life. God bless Sissel.

My day with Day Murry Music

So I got up this morning with a mission. I was going to find some really great classical pieces to work on this summer. Yea, I know the summer is already under full swing, better late then never! First I drive all over town trying to find a place that sells karaoke for classical music. Let me tell you, they don’t exhist. There is a serious lacking of karaoke places in Orem, UT. I went to FYE, nothing. I went to Walmart, nothing. I went to Target, nothing. I was getting totally discouraged. Until I drove by Day Murry Music on state street. I quickly pulled into the lot (probably breaking a few laws  because I was on the wrong side of the road), and went inside.

Now I work in a book store, a really large chain bookstore, and we have a term for people who don’t know the author or title of a book but expect us to be able to pluck it out of their heads and find the book. ANNOYING! But once I got into Day Murry Music, I realized I was that person. I couldn’t remember the name of the song, the composer, only who had sung it.

I walk around for a while trying to remember when an employee came over to me and asked if I needed any help, as any good employee would do for a woman who was obviously lost.

“Your going to kill me, but I’m looking for a song and I don’t remember the title or the composer.” I told me. He was very kind and said okay, do you know anything about it? ” Well, I know Sissel has sung it, Hayley Westenra, Sarah Brightman. It’s very famous, and it’s very short. But everyone knows it.” He nodded and thought for a second then reached over right in front of me and handed me a sheet of music for O Mio Babbino Caro by Puccini. I felt my face go red, how embarrassing!

I about died!

“Thank you so much! I can’t believe you found it!” I was very excited because this piece of music has a special place in my heart.

This guy at Day Murry was amazing! I feel like I’m being a spokesperson for Day Murry, but I had such a great time there that I can’t help but gush. He helped me find a few other things and even got a transposed version of Nessa Dorma and a great book of High Soprano solos including O Divine Redeemer.

So that was my day at Day Murry Music. LOVE THEM!

Back to my Roots

Music has always been a major part of my life. Ever since I can remember I have been singing for friends and family, in the living room, in the church gym, anywhere people would stand still long enough for me to sing a full song. I was in love with anything that had to do with music, dance, singing, writing music…just not so keen on practicing the piano. I would spend hours daydreaming on what my future would be. I remember sitting and thinking about my life in music as a small four year old and asking my mother if I could be in music without been in a group. She pointed out artists such as Michael Jackson, Enya, Celine Dion who had been very successful without being in a group. I can’t tell you what a weight was lifted off my small shoulders when she told me that.

I sang all my life entering competitions, choirs, theater up until a tramatic experience I had in my junior year of high school. Music had been my lifeline and in just a few short hours, I felt as if it had been torn from me. I struggled the next year or so and finally made the decision to leave music. And for five years I did just that. I didn’t sing for anyone, anywhere for any reason. I didn’t even sing the shower or with the radio. But in the fall of 2009, I realized something was missing in my life and I needed to come back to music. So I made the painstaking journey back to the world of music and performing and I have to say…I HAVE MISSED YOU! Now my husband can’t get me to shut up! I’m constantly singing around the house, in my car, in his car, anywhere.

Having left music for so long gave me the perspective I needed to realize how much it means to me. Music is the closest I ever come on this earth to heaven and my God. Singing connects me to something bigger then myself that only music can explain from heart to heart. I made the mistake of leaving music behind once; I will never make that mistake again.