With every high comes a low

     Surprise surprise, Hansel and Gretel sucked. There were some decent moments, for example the first scene I thought Chloe and Valery (who definitely doesn't know I know who she is) did a really good job (this is UBC opera ensemble I'm talking about btw). But oh my god there was one lady (who's name I shall not mention) who's voice cracked during one of her scenes. And she's working on her doctors degree.

     So all in all, it was interesting.

A Very Naked Christmas Carol

... apparently that's how I like it these days.

     So the second show went really well. Practically no line mess ups and the blocking for the dinner scene FINALLY worked itself out... there was only oneeee mishap. Alright make that two mishaps- the two scenes where I proceeded to flash the audience. Joy to the world, my boobs have come. Oh, memories...

     Today was a good Quando day. The past week for some reason my high B's have really been getting on my nerves; I guess I just felt that my soft palette wasn't high enough or something. But today it was... I guess something clicked into place somehow. However it happened I hope it happens again. I can vividly remember the feeling so that's a good thing. Ah, the technicalities of technique. I wish I was Anna Netrebko, she's got it all figured out. For Christmas I asked for her in Manon, Traviata, and Figaro on DVD (Although I have to say, Traviata is my favorite).

The Cat's Pajamas

     Yes, the title of this post is called the Cat's Pajamas. Why, you might ask? Because Cat Stevens IS the Cat's Pajamas. And I've always wanted to make that the title of something (shhhh). To honor his awesomeness, I quoted him in my grad write-up. I felt that it suited it; so here goes....

["I listen to my words, but they fall far below

I let my music take me where my heart wants to go"

-Cat Stevens

In the past five years, the most important things I learnt I learned from the music and myself. Lots 'o love to my Mom, Dad, and friends.]

     On another note, the first showing(s) of the play went well today. I realized how boring my bio was in the program, but whatever. There were some mishaps, but they were just hilarious. Everyone in the audience apparently liked it, so that was good.

     

 

Ps- Why is it that we always realize years later how much we love someone? Random, I know; but I just had to get that out.

It's the most wonderful time of the year

     Can I just say how frustrating situations are when you know something is cast incorrectly? 'Cause seriously, our current play at school is a bit ridiculous. In one of the lead roles, we have....george. George is your typical, blonde, hot heart throb; who, ya, can once and awhile tap into his emotions. In this play he plays multiple roles, in which one would expect there to be a clear definition between them. But no, every character George interprets the same way, plain and so similar to George's self. It may sound harsh, but in all honesty you may not know that he played different characters if he was wearing the same costume. 

     On the other hand you have a girl, we'll call her jamie, who would dedicate her entire self to the role. She had already thought of all the different ways she could play each character; the way they would walk, talk, the habits they would have, why they would have them, ect. Their whole background story. But of course, she is cast as the main caroler because she can sing. At first jamie was told she would have many solos and be able to teach the rest of the kidies how to sing. Sounds promising, does it not? Turns out she gets one line of one song because thats just how the play works out. Oh and might I mention, it's her final year and a grade 10 girl has a bigger role than she does.

     So your probably thinking, well obviously she's not as good as actress. But you know, I can't help but think why Jamie's teacher would lie to her after watching her final monologue at the end of last year and say, "Wow, after a while of not seeing someone preform you forget how talented they are. I can't wait to see what you do next year." I'm sorry if this sounds cocky on Jamie's behalf, but I think she deserved a role; anything bigger than what she has got. Everyone's been told to appreciate what they have, but sometimes.... when you have worked your ass off for something, you just want the chance you achieve and even greater opportunity. 

That may as well be the cockiest/bitchiest thing I've ever written. And I'm sorry, but I just needed to get that out.

ps- I WANT TO GO TO OPERA VIVA SO BAD.