Today was just brilliant. It over-ran by an hour, and so I didn't perform my recit to Charles Corp till 9.45am, and I was the third Suzanna hiding in the shrubbery that evening! "It was a Suzanna Convention" I told him.
But got some truly unbelievable comments from him, despite the fact i had a hot flush in the middle of it! Hope no-one noticed..... after all Suzanna is far too young to have hot flushes!
My morning slot with Betty Roe left me on Cloud Nine. First off she said she wasn't quite sure how to give feedback on the song because it was so rounded, steady and beautiful etc. But then we did manage to spend some time doing the "minute detail" sort of stuff, you know emphasising a certain word here and there. Then although we'd already over-run, she asked if would sing my Quilter all the way through again, (in her words) "
as if to serve us all up a wonderful aperitif for us to sit and enjoy before our lunch"! Wow, surely feedback doesn't ever get any better than that. And my love of Quilter continues to grow. Listening to his songs feels like I'm being expertly massaged all over my body (odd analogy, but it's what it feels like to me).
Only two other people were invited to sing through the whole song again at the end of their session, so that made me feel a bit special. It's not often I feel special.
Plus, and now this really is a miracle, I had a quick listen to my minidisc recording, and blow me down if I didn't actually quite like the sound of my voice. I've never liked the sound of my voice. So after that I prompty went and hid in the ladies loo and burst into tears! But they weren't sad tears. I think they were perhaps tears in recognition of the fact that I am beginning to knock that whole Imposter Syndrome thingy on the head, once and for all. That would make me so happy.
You never know, maybe one I will even begin to believe that i can sing!
Looking forward to our Opera class tomorrow, but now I need to jump off my Cloud Nine and get some sleep!
Thanks for listening!

Tired but totally knackered
Ambs
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