Yeah yeah yeah, I haven’t entered anything all summer I know ( Read more... )

How do you deal with post performance “post pardom depression”? I have been having issue with it lately, more so then ever before. Maybe I am growing up. Realizing that, no, you may never see some of these people again. Maybe its because Mannes is so international. It really makes me sad. That, and I have not really been happy with my performance ( Read more... )

So, last week, I was walking down the street. Feeling a bit down because on my way to work the heal on my favorite boots fell clean off (Never a good sign on a Monday morning). A white ford explorer pulls up next to me, a woman leans out the window and yells “Hey! I’ll trade you this car for that coat!” I jumped “No way ( Read more... )

The other day I went to purchase a ticket at the MET, as I am known to do. After I requested “1 student for Rosenkavalier.” The ticket agent paused, cocked his head to the side and said “Aren’t you hear every week?” I looked down, and turned bright red. “No.” I proclaimed “Sometimes I go to NYCO or Carnegie hall.”

Its official, I am addicted to

Is the story of my life going to be “She worked harder then everyone else….yet only received ½ the results.” That seems to be a continuing theme in my life, with almost everything. I had to work twice as hard to learn to read, and never really got up to normal speed, but just work harder at it for more wasted time doing it so it seems like I got ( Read more... )

So its spring break (yeah). Lucky for me, the planets aligned and I was able to make it up to Ithaca to see their production of the Consul. I only wish I had been able to see both casts. I also go to see my dear friend Alex sing the shit out of the Gavotte from Manon. It was a nice weekend. I got to see most of my old friends. It was great. I felt ( Read more... )

So, I have all these little performances etc, auditions, gig-lets. But What gets me with all these is I am starting to doubt my own originality and artistry. Have I overworked so much that I have managed to snuff out my own creativity? I don’t know. Big questions, I know, but I am always striving for greatness, anything but mediocrity.

I think I will just pretend like I haven’t been so careless with this thing….yeah sounds like a plan ( Read more... )

So the other night I’m walking home from Mannes….Which ends up being my only exercise- but somehow it ends up being 3 miles a day! That’s good right? Anyway… I’m walking home from Mannes and I had one of the many moments of remembering something I had to do or something and I yell out “Oh shoot, I forgot to….” The lady 3 feet infront of me turns ( Read more... )

So I learned Despina….oops…with very little appoggiatura’s….and here I am having to learn the same thing, but in Italian with ALL the appoggiaturas possible. And silly me had the audacity to ask why (hence making me a bitch) I asked “I was under the impression that since an appoggiatura weakens the line you would ad them at your discretion in ( Read more... )