ie just too sensuously lovely.

The kryptonite aspect means that, no matter what, I'm somewhat puddley at the end.

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Fronted up to my first vocal masterclass at 4pm at the Con today almost giddy with the amazingness of FRONTING UP TO MY FIRST VOCAL MASTERCLASS ( Read more... )

HOMG HOMG HOMG HOMG HOMG H*O*M*F*G!

This is a really boring sentence to type and to read, but there's resonances here and some of them are 25 years deep:

Tomorrow is my first day of semester for the Graduate Diploma in Music at my Yewni.

For which I have actually arranged to study part-time.

Which means for two days in the week, I am a MUSIC STEWENT ( Read more... )

I saw her do the role of Abigaille in "Nabucco". Abigaille is an extraordinary role (and a dangerous one if it's done before the singer is ready): one has to have vocal cords of steel and a will of iron and other metallic metaphors as well - she's a princess and she makes her play for power and pulls it off based on not much more than having ( Read more... )

I've had a whirlwind time of it recently, much of it due to
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Action today:

1. LMusA

• the lovely Anna found me the sheet music for From Rosy Bowers (Purcell).  Have printed it out and found a recording I like.

4. Geoffrey Parsons award:  

• Tom has settled on Schlagende Herzen (Strauss) and Von ewiger Liebe (Brahms) for our two audition pieces. 
• I went and found the soprano version of the Brahms (but the recording I ( Read more... )

A week or so ago I was meandering through old entries trying to find a recipe I posted a couple of years ago.

Which is like going to look up just one small thing in the encyclopedia and coming to about two hours later sitting on the floor surrounded by open volumes.  I guess the internets equivalent is getting sucked into the TV Tropes vortex.  ( ( Read more... )

Further evidence that my WORK (it's a job, they pay me, it's just a job, just a means to an end yes yes yes it IS) has risen up like a very large wave and gone FWOOSH and broken and gotten everything, everything, sopping wet and I'll never get it dry again:

1. An ETA on my adorable, twinkly little Valedictorian - he emailed me to tell me that he was ( Read more... )

Otherwise known as "Alexandra turns into a small child with the attention span of a gnat and the emotional stability of a psychotic wildebeest who knows he can take those lion beeyatches DOWN.  Oh roll on the 23rd of December when she shall be restored to her humanity as per the more amusing transformation fanfics" time.

Or, rather, I start living ( Read more... )