Musings of a private voice teacher . . . .
I had five of my 6th-, 7th-, and 8th-grade voice students audition this weekend for Muny Kids. Now we wait.
Next week: eight of my high school voice students will audition for Muny Teens.
These kids have worked hard, made noteworthy strides, gained confidence, demonstrated grit and pluck and desire. I’m proud of them!
From last year, with some of my Muny talent:
I found this week, in a piece of music in my office, a program from a 1998 studio recital:
I feel like a partial failure in noting that, 19 years on, I only really remember two of these students. Both had been with me for several years.
Friday, June 2.
A day in the life. Three different hats, each of them delightful and satisfying.
Morning. Final audition day at Webster University. Meet and greet ten students who wish admission to the Department of Music’s various majors. Hear auditions, and meet with various faculty.
Afternoon. At home for 3.5 hours of voice lessons, and some real success in making modifications in tonal quality and breath management. I love teaching voice, and am delighted for the six new private-studio students who started lessons recently.
Evening. At New Line Theatre. Opening night of The Sweet Smell of Success. Black clothing but warm hearts as I lead the ensemble in this witty, wicked show.