: Karaoke Week... erm, ends
Had completely forgotten that I had in fact chosen to strategically return to the Fortress this weekend. It was a bad miscalculation; next week was the time, for multiple reasons.
1. That's Mum's birthday weekend, something I'd seriously forgotten.
2. Can't complete the Karaoke Week, not that this matters much. I probably needed a break from it.
3. I didn't realise until today this involved missing auditions for the voice-overs for Surge jingles and adverts. Now that is something I would have wanted to go for.
Never mind.
First full lesson with Shylo is tomorrow; there'll be a summary post of it soon afterwards. Then it's on to a 4pm lecture, and then it's straight on to Southampton Central station for the 1754 to the Fortress. Return journey will be the 1052. That'll get me back into Southampton for lunchtime, allowing me to get back in plenty of time for my 3pm radio show.
I'd already mentioned my plans for lighting desk operation and programming for theatrical productions; a suitable opportunity (i.e. 'not a show where operating the lighting desk equates to self-harm') is actually almost imminent, a production of Absent Friends in a fortnight. Show runs from the 15th to the 17th, the lighting is extremely simple, and it's been confirmed I will be in charge of the lighting desk. I've already learned how to operate and run the desk, and even did so for moving lights (not applicable here) in one training session at the campus nightclub (creating a lighting cue that consisted of two dark blue lights and one white light cutting from one wall towards the centre of the dancefloor; no explanation of the thinking behind that one is required for this readership); I'll need reminding, but that's it.
Oh, the Thursday fun...
* Stag's Head; Atomic Kitten, The Last Goodbye. I think I've got a better performance of this one in me.
* Old Fat Cat; Enya, May It Be. Proved precisely one thing; my voice really is at least moderately powerful, more than was optimal here.
* Old Fat Cat; Linkin Park, In The End. Now this may have been a kneejerk response to the last one. The rapping, one slip at the end aside, worked very well; the singing was fine when it was singing, the transition to almost-screaming failed miserably.
* Stag's Head; Avril Lavigne, I'm With You. I'm almost positive this stays in 3/4 throughout. I'm also almost positive that this was one of the best performances I've ever done. It helped that I didn't have time to get nervous; I'd picked this song right after the first performance, executed the Hobbit Plan from last year, came back to the DJs waiting for a group that missed their slot, and so instead of someone challenging Rule 1, I was thrown right onto the stage. And performed most agreeably. This song seems to suit my voice brilliantly (once transposed an octave, natch); the verses sit comfortably low, the chorus is in a range I can sing very clearly, the bridge is in a range that almost demands singing loudly. Without recourse to the sheet music, I would guess this covers a range of roughly A3-D5.
Had completely forgotten that I had in fact chosen to strategically return to the Fortress this weekend. It was a bad miscalculation; next week was the time, for multiple reasons.
1. That's Mum's birthday weekend, something I'd seriously forgotten.
2. Can't complete the Karaoke Week, not that this matters much. I probably needed a break from it.
3. I didn't realise until today this involved missing auditions for the voice-overs for Surge jingles and adverts. Now that is something I would have wanted to go for.
Never mind.
First full lesson with Shylo is tomorrow; there'll be a summary post of it soon afterwards. Then it's on to a 4pm lecture, and then it's straight on to Southampton Central station for the 1754 to the Fortress. Return journey will be the 1052. That'll get me back into Southampton for lunchtime, allowing me to get back in plenty of time for my 3pm radio show.
I'd already mentioned my plans for lighting desk operation and programming for theatrical productions; a suitable opportunity (i.e. 'not a show where operating the lighting desk equates to self-harm') is actually almost imminent, a production of Absent Friends in a fortnight. Show runs from the 15th to the 17th, the lighting is extremely simple, and it's been confirmed I will be in charge of the lighting desk. I've already learned how to operate and run the desk, and even did so for moving lights (not applicable here) in one training session at the campus nightclub (creating a lighting cue that consisted of two dark blue lights and one white light cutting from one wall towards the centre of the dancefloor; no explanation of the thinking behind that one is required for this readership); I'll need reminding, but that's it.
Oh, the Thursday fun...
* Stag's Head; Atomic Kitten, The Last Goodbye. I think I've got a better performance of this one in me.
* Old Fat Cat; Enya, May It Be. Proved precisely one thing; my voice really is at least moderately powerful, more than was optimal here.
* Old Fat Cat; Linkin Park, In The End. Now this may have been a kneejerk response to the last one. The rapping, one slip at the end aside, worked very well; the singing was fine when it was singing, the transition to almost-screaming failed miserably.
* Stag's Head; Avril Lavigne, I'm With You. I'm almost positive this stays in 3/4 throughout. I'm also almost positive that this was one of the best performances I've ever done. It helped that I didn't have time to get nervous; I'd picked this song right after the first performance, executed the Hobbit Plan from last year, came back to the DJs waiting for a group that missed their slot, and so instead of someone challenging Rule 1, I was thrown right onto the stage. And performed most agreeably. This song seems to suit my voice brilliantly (once transposed an octave, natch); the verses sit comfortably low, the chorus is in a range I can sing very clearly, the bridge is in a range that almost demands singing loudly. Without recourse to the sheet music, I would guess this covers a range of roughly A3-D5.