18 June, 2009

do re mi fa so la ti

Yesterday i had my first ever voice lesson. I decided i was tired of people telling me not to sing because they dont like it. Too bad, folks.
My instructor is also my improv coach! Which to me, is pretty cool.
Missy is great. She is a huge wealth of awesome knowledge and i marvel at her amazingness! She always comes up with something new for me to be excited about. For instance, when i met her, she was just an improv coach (from my perspective). In learning more about her and her life struggles and triumphs, i appreciate her more and more. Recently i found out she is a voice coach too! I immediately signed up for a lesson. When i got to the lesson, i discovered she plays the piano and earned a degree playing the clarinet... Amazing. She has a PR company too, on top of her already busy life, and loves to help out the members of her improv groups with their various upcoming projects. AND!! SHE'S GOOD AT IT!

Her life is truly one that i admire. Though her days recently have been rough with some personal trials- her life is still one that is filled with music and laughter throughout. It really is inspiring.
But i digress...

I have been worried about this lesson since the day i scheduled it. I was excited at first- then i told some of my friends (who immediately had pity on my poor instructor), then i had a few doubts... then it turned into worry... self confidence issues, and dread.
I kept almost calling her to cancel, but my politeness kept me from doing it. Not to mention i wanted to say that i went to a voice lesson (no matter how bad i sound).
Finally the day came, and i pushed myself to go. I figured if i got there and didn't end up having the lesson- i'd still pay her for her time and she and i have plenty to talk about.
Walking up her front steps, i realized something: I have to sing in front of her. Oh dear!!
As soon as i got there, we began with scales and discussed that as a 24 year old it's a weird time for my voice and i sound fuzzy (but she can fix it! lol) in some areas. Overall she made me feel better because her eardrums didn't immediately bleed.
She gave me some stuff to work on and a piece of music to dally with... I'll schedule my next lesson as soon as i have the money.

Look at that! i'm planning to go to another lesson! hehehe... this will be good.


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