Monica’s Getting her Tits Done

November 26, 2008 at 4:28 am (Music) (, )

My blog stats have been pretty lousy the last few days, so I thought I’d get some attention by posting the lyrics to my new song, Monica’s Getting her Tits Done.  No recording yet as my recording device is completely busted.  Hope to get a new one soon, then I’ll see if it sounds decent as an accoustic draft or not.  In the meantime, please enjoy my poetry.

“Monica’s Getting her Tits Done”
by Amanda White

This place shuts down at 2 o’clock
We go outside and take a walk
We wish that we were 21
But being legal kinda takes out all the fun

I wish we had a set of wheels
I’d wear my 4-inch leopard heels
I’m getting blisters from this street
When I get home you better kiss my sexy feet

Monica’s getting her tits done
She’ll be the hottest piece in Boston
I never thought it was all about me
‘Til I found out that it is
I am the sun

You’ve never met a girl like her
And she’ll make sure that you concur
No one except for maybe me
I’ll let you go but I can never set you free

Monica’s getting her tits done
She’ll be the hottest piece in Boston
I never thought it was all about me
‘Til I found out that it is
I am the sun
You can worship me
Build all your gods to me
Circle your life ’round me
Burn for me
Die for me
Hot, can you handle it
Blind, you can’t look at me
I’ll send your world up in flames if you fuck with me
I think you know the score
I’ll make you want it more
If you walk out the door
You won’t get two blocks
This town shuts down at 2 o’clock
We’ll beat the clock
Let’s rock

Monica knows the game
She knows it’s name
She knows the rules
She has you fooled
Those pretty eyes
Think fast
She’s gone
She lied
It’s on
Poor you
Round 2

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How to be interviewed

November 25, 2008 at 6:48 am (Music, Writing) (, )

Still trying to get caught up on back issues of Opera News and Classical Singer, of course I’ve been reading lots of interviews with classical music industry people.  As a writer who conducts a lot of interviews myself, of course it causes lots of reflection- the course of the discussion, the process by which an interview becomes an article, the way different reporters conduct interviews.  And, interestingly, patterns- both good and bad- I observe among subjects.

As someone who’s been on both sides of the mike, I thought I’d take the opportunity to share what I’ve learned- mostly from the writer’s perspective.  Mind you, I am a very small-time reporter- I just write for Classical Singer, and if you saw my paycheck you’d laugh- but I think it just makes me that much more self-reliant.  If nothing else, people who are planning/hoping to be interviewed by me can get inside my head and know what to expect!

* Relax.  I am not out to get you. People are so afraid of saying the wrong thing, they become super self-conscious about saying anything at all.  I don’t want you to look bad- that would just make me look bad.  If you say something and it comes out wrong, go ahead say, “Sorry, can I rephrase that?”  I usually ask a couple conversation-starting warm-up questions just to get people used to the format, be it talking into a microphone or group IMing.

* A finished article has to satisfy 4 different sets of objectives. Yours (promote your book), mine (be funny and charming and entertaining), the publisher’s (make a good headline, grab the interest of the reader, try not to offend anyone), and the readers’ (news they can use).  It’s my job, as the writer, to consolidate those into something that will make everyone happy.  Be sensitive that yours is only one set of needs to be filled.

* If your objective is not the obvious, warn me! If I’m trying to write an article about a show you’re currently in, but you’re only interested in promoting the next one, please give me a heads up.  Maybe I need to do some research, or maybe your current “story” doesn’t fit my theme at all.

* Get off-topic conversationally, but don’t keep changing the subject to something that doesn’t fit. I recently interviewed a performance group who are known for their unique format, but they kept bringing up premiering new works, which had very little to do with what they are known for.  Bring it up once, when it fits in context, but don’t lose sight of the subject.

* Yes, contact me with a story proposal- IF it fits. Do your homework.  Read the magazine I write for, read the pieces I write.  I am looking for ideas, but don’t make me stretch my imagination to force your story into my column.

* I do not want to write an article about you. Unless you are very famous, my readers are not interested in you.  They want something that applies to them.  I can write about something you have done or are doing, but I will not write about your life story and leave it to them to find something of value in it.

* Give credit where it’s due, but don’t gush. This is the worst when interviewing a group of people, and they all feel the need to fawn all over each other.  Say something nice that’s true, but don’t overdue it.  Likewise, I know you want to give a shout-out to all your friends, but this isn’t an academy award ceremony- it makes you look generous but is probably boring to the readers who have never heard of any of these people.

* No, you don’t get to see a draft of the article before it goes to press. Sure, you can ask, but to be honest, it appears amateurish.  In the real world, you don’t get to have your say.  Get used to it.

* One-phrase answers are not interesting. A string of “Yes.  No.  Tuesday.” is not interesting to the reader or helpful to our conversation.  Don’t give me cold, bare facts- give me discussion!  Too much is better than too little- I can always pare down.

* Tidy up your speech. Above all, if you are writing, use proper punctuation and capitalization!  When you are speaking, I can edit out your “umm”s and and “I guess”es- and I do want you to speak casually, but the more white noise there is I have to clean up, the more likely I will delete the wrong thing and obscure your meaning.

* Let me know if you have time constraints. My interviews usually take well over an hour.  If you have to be gone by a certain time, warn me before we start (and hopefully when we first make the appointment)- don’t tell me at 4:45 that you have to go at 5.

* Be clear if you want something off the record. Don’t be iffy.  I hear a lot of “Maybe this should be off-record, but…” and it’s always the most useful stuff.  Be clear, either before or after the statement, that it is not to be published, or I’ll make up your mind for you.  When in doubt, make the statement that needs to be made but leave out the names.  “I once worked with a soprano who had her lyrics written on the back of her hand” gives the juicy story without making anyone look bad.  (You can tell me who it was off the record!) Generally, if a reader can figure out who the subject is, they already knew the story anyway.

* Laugh.  Have fun. It’s not just a promotion, it’s a conversation.  I’m an amiable enough person and I love to chat.  It’s my job to pull the useful stuff out of the conversation.  You just have to relax and talk to me.

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The void

November 20, 2008 at 3:09 am (Music) ()

My first performance of Pirates is over, as well as the concert version I did.  I have one more show on December 7 and then that’s it.

That’s really it.  I’ve had all engagements all year, some booked many months in advance and some extremely last-minute.  This is the last show on my calendar.  I have a smattering of probable/possible shows in 2009-2010, but nothing definitively booked, no dates set.

How do I feel?  First off, a little panicked.  Is this the end of my lucky streak?  Were the signs that my career was really getting off the ground just a series of flukes?  Is my de facto boycott of auditions coming around to bite me in the ass?  (It was when I finally got fed up and decided to stop auditioning for things- at least where I didn’t already have an “in”- that I suddenly started getting bookings.)

Here is my maybe calendar, in order of probability:

1. Viva la mamma, January 2010.  This one I’m told is definite, but I don’t have dates yet, nor a decision on which version of the score we’re using, so I can’t really start learning it.

2. Suor Angelica (Genovieffa), Spring 2010.  I don’t officially have the role, but the director told me she thought it would be a great role for me and to remind her later when she officially does the casting.

3. Ariadne auf Naxos, June 2009?  We’ve been planning this production for a couple years now, but it keeps getting pushed back- first because of funding, then because the company wants to do it in English and can’t find a singing translation.  They had a plan to get one, but I haven’t heard back from them in ages on their progress.  I keep meaning to call them, but the guy’s number is on the sim card on my old phone and I need to dig it out.

4. The Sorcerer, Spring 2009.  The company I’m currently performing G&S with is still making decisions about their upcoming season.  People keep asking me if I’m going to do the next show, which will probably be the Sorcerer, and I can’t say yet.  Because I have a big important church job, and many of their shows are on Sunday afternoons, it will only work out if the casting works out like the last two shows I’ve done with them: I’m double cast and don’t have to sing chorus on my day off.  That way my double can do the shows I can’t get to.  However, they haven’t chosen the director yet, and that’s the person I would have to talk to about this.

5. Something, maybe Nozze di Figaro, July 2009.  The company is still trying to figure out whether or not they have the budget to produce a full opera this year.  What it would be is not sure, but Figaro was mentioned by the main sponsor.  If they do I show I’m sure they’ll have a role for me, they are very good to me.

Of course there are several directors who have promised me a role next time they have something up my alley- some of them I have to keep on to remind them, some I know don’t have anything coming up for me next season as it is.

It would be nice to work with someone new- maybe I’ll have to put a few auditions out there after all.  It just feels like such a waste of energy, as a soprano.

So how am I dealing with this void of suddenly not having any upcoming shows?  The first time I went to practice after my opening night of Pirates, I was at a loss.  I didn’t know what to sing, and I was really unmotivated to pull anything out.  I finally decided to start with Messiaen’s vocalise, which I hadn’t looked at since Paris.  This piece would surprise anyone who knows anything by Messiaen- it’s totally tonal, melodic, very similar to those of Rachmaninoff and Gliere, or Sirenes from Debussy’s La Mer.  You can hear the Messiaen in some of the instrumentals, but it’s more like the free toy in a box of cereal than the cereal itself.  (Interesting side note- all the recordings on iTunes are arranged for instruments, no voice.  Maybe I’ll make the first vocal recording!)  It turned out to be the perfect thing to start back with- vocally exposed enough to make me really concentrate on my vocal technique, beautiful and interesting enough to keep me happy.

Then I worked on “a Serpina penserete.”  I’m tired of all my over-used Italian arias and was thinking of changing out for this.  Benefits: It shows legato without being too long (if you don’t do the da capo, which is not indicated), it shows acting to the extreme, it is light enough that no one will criticize me for singing something too heavy.  (People are extremely opinionated about these things, yet no one agrees on them.)  Drawbacks: People never do La serva padrona, and I’m not particularly looking to do it again (I totally would but it’s not a priority)- I usually like to sing something that I’m either literally or theoretically auditioning for.  Also, I don’t want to be labeled a soubrette, because that’s just not what I am.  Also, it ends really awkwardly if you don’t either da capo or continue on to the following recitative.  Plus I don’t want people to think I’m an early music specialist, or if there are any style points I might be missing because I’m NOT an early music specialist.  But I think I sing it really well vocally and I love that I can really, really act in it- honestly, most audition arias don’t lend themselves well to hardcore acting in an audition situation.  It’s very awkward, and many people either don’t want to see your acting or don’t want to see you gesticulating or moving around.  So to really be committed to your acting in an audition, you need to sing something that FORCES you to act.  I’m not saying that’s the right path for everyone, but for me, it’s my acting that really makes me what I am, even moreso than those silly high notes- whatever the reason I get hired, it’s what really sells me to my audience in the end.

OK this entry is long enough, away with me.  Talk atcha later.

Love always,

Amanda

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Oh happy day, with joyous glee!

November 16, 2008 at 4:04 am (Music) (, )

First of all, let me say that last night I dreamt that they changed my costume again, and I would be wearing a silver jumpsuit for the beginning of Act 2.

Fortunately (?) that didn’t happen IRL- my “new” dress was all ready for me, although there was some concern over my nightgown and peignoir.  I got the last remaining of each so never even tried them on (I didn’t have one of the pieces until the dress rehearsal was over), and when I tried it on before I went on for the girls’ final entrance, I found that it was really really short.  I found a stray chorus girl and asked her what she thought, and she heroically switched with me, since I’m in the front the whole time and it’ll be more obvious if my clothes don’t fit.  (OK yeah I should have tried it on at home before I came in.  I just really didn’t want to.)

We (me, Maggie, and her boyfriend) got their early, as Maggie and I were among the first called, but when I got to the dressing room all the chorus girls were there already, doing their hair and what-not.  I was probably the last person dressed, as I had a problem when my hair spray bottle was clogged beyond hope (they said use hot water, but I couldn’t get any out of the tap).  I borrowed some but it didn’t really do the trick, so my nice little curls didn’t hold.  Anyways I got myself together in time and without too much stress.

When I went to open my parasol for the first entrance, it didn’t look like it was going to stay open, and when I went to fix it I made it worse.  One of the chorus girls saw me struggling with it and switched with me, and she fixed it just in time before she got onstage.  (I just couldn’t get at it through my gloves!)  There was also a little traffic jam entering to our positions for the dance, but my partners managed it so I ended up in the right place anyway.  Go team!  After that the dance went great.

The audience laughed when I jumped out for my solo.  I realized I didn’t know how to get rid of my parasol (which I was told to do), but Maggie and I had mentioned it at some point, so I managed to pass it off to her, cued with one of those exaggerated stage looks you give someone when you want to communicate to them to do something.

The aria went without incident- I had to be careful during the part with all the staccatti- you know, the part where Linda Ronstead skips every 12th note to take a breath- not to skip in a circle too exuberantly, as we don’t do this part as fast as I’d like and I don’t want to run out of breath.  That worked out, and I sang a big high F, and still didn’t get the conductor to bring the orchestra in where I expected them despite a huge gesture, but they got in when I went up to the high note which is good enough.

That’s as much blow-by-blow as you’re going to get, because it was pretty uneventful after that, as far as I’m concerned.  The act 1 finale was really fun (I love it), the intermission was low-key (I texted with my mom), and When the Foeman Bears his Steel was really fun- I went pretty over the top with it.  I messed up the duet a little- sang the harmony at the wrong place (sometimes Frederick sings harmony and sometimes I do), which threw us off a little, but nothing obvious if you don’t know the piece.

I am a pretty emotional actress- not uncontrollably so, but I get into it- and I got tears in my eyes when the Police Sergeant lost to the Pirate King and they were going to kill my dad.  I literally did.  I could have gone with it and cried, but that would have been inappropriate, since it’s um Gilbert and Sullivan.

A good reminder, though, that comedy isn’t funny if you’re in it.  It’s funny from the outside, tragic from the inside, until the happy ending.  I didn’t get a chance to mingle with the audience afterwards, as the costumer wanted to examine my peignoir, but when I finally did exit, a very kind man told me I was the most hilarious Mabel in history.  I was surprised, because I hadn’t thought it was a funny part, and didn’t remember doing anything funny, except overdoing Go Ye Heroes.  But then I remembered the same thing happened to me in Gondoliers- when I was in it, I thought it was such a sad story, and when someone said how funny we were, I was completely taken aback.  That’s how it works!!

So it was a great show.  And my last role of the year.  I have to do it again in December, but that’s it for me for the near future.  It’s been a busy year!!

Love always,

Amanda

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All is prepared…

November 14, 2008 at 10:55 pm (Music) (, )

Monday was my dress rehearsal for Pirates. Yesterday was the final dress, but my double did it, as I was otherwise occupied at Opera on Tap.

First of all, Opera on Tap was awesome, and if you weren’t there you missed it, too bad for you!

The Monday dress rehearsal was the first orchestra rehearsal, and they had transpositions to negotiate, since Frederick is a baritone. So there were a couple awkward moments where half the orchestra transposed and half didn’t. But mostly things went well musically, since Jim is a good conductor.

Costumely, there were more obstacles. The costumer decided after the first act that my dress was too short, and picked out a new one for me, except she needs to alter it, and we hope she gets it right since she will not be seeing me again before the show.

That reminds me, I was supposed to buy a ribbon and white stockings, and I forgot.

I guess everything else went ok, or if it didn’t I forgot already!

Hope to see you tomorrow!

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Happy Bissextile, Frederic! (guest post)

November 12, 2008 at 7:16 pm (History, Music) (, )

Pirates of Penzance opens this Sunday!  Here is a guest post from chorus member and Ridgewood Gilbert and Sullivan Players treasurer Philip Sternberg, in honor of Frederick and his birthday this year.
I’ve headed this article on the theory that the mere presence of the letters S-E-X consecutively in a title will increase readership by at least 50%.  Now that I have your attention, though, I’ll go into what “bissextile” really means:  leap year.

The relevance of leap year to The Pirates of Penzance is quite familiar.  Frederic was born on February 29, the date that occurs only in leap year.  He becomes free of his indentures on his 21st birthday, but since he celebrates a birthday only once every four years, his apprenticeship won’t end until 1940.

Now, it’s easy to calculate that the end of this month will mark Frederic’s 38th birthday.  Just subtract 1940 from 2008, divide by 4, and add 21.  The bigger questions, though, are when Frederic was born and when Pirates takes place.

The obvious calculations would be subtracting 84 years (21 times 4) from 1940 to arrive at 1856 as Frederic’s year of birth, and adding 21 to get 1877 as the setting, close to the 1879 Pirates premiere.  It does not take place on February 29, 1877, though – that date never existed.  February 28 and March 1 are both arguable for Act I, and remember that Act II takes place much later, as the Major-General has been sitting “night after night, in this draughty old ruin.”

The quadrennial leap year schedule dates back to the days of Julius Caesar, hence the phrase “Julian calendar.”  It’s not astronomically perfect, though.  By the 16th Century it was determined that there were about three too many leap years every 400 years, so by the authority of Pope Gregory XIII, the Gregorian calendar, the one we use today, was born.  Years ending in 00 are leap years only when divisible by 400, as 2000 was, but as 1900 was not.  Furthermore, years that shouldn’t have been leap years were shortened retroactively.  That’s why, for example, George Washington’s February 11 Julian (or “Old Style”) birthday was converted to a Gregorian (or “New Style”) birthday of February 22, since the British Empire didn’t adopt the Gregorian calendar until 1752, twenty years after Washington was born.  Of course, it has since undergone further conversion to a “Three-Day Weekend Style” birthday, but that’s another matter entirely.

So did Gilbert take the anomaly of 1900 into consideration?  If so, then Frederic had one eight-year stretch (1896 to 1904) between birthdays, requiring the adjustment of his birth year and the setting to 1852 and 1873 respectively.

I’m not going to argue for or against this adjustment.  A renowned member of the G&S Society of New York, the late Isaac Asimov, did so a lot better than I could in “The Year of the Action,” an entry in his Black Widowers mystery series.  Instead, I’ll try to determine how familiar Gilbert was with the Gregorian peculiarity.  After all, one would think that if he could make a simple calendar oddity like February 29 a vital plot feature in a comic opera libretto, he could have a field day with calendar conversions.

Guess what?  He did!  In fact, he did so before he ever collaborated with Sullivan.  One of his early partners was Frederic Clay, the composer of Ages Ago, Gilbert’s Ruddigore prototype that once shared a double bill with Cox and Box that led to his introduction to Sullivan.  On May 26, 1870, Gilbert and Clay’s The Gentleman in Black premiered.  The music has long been lost, but the libretto survives and demonstrates that as topsy-turvy a world as G&S gives us, Gilbert actually showed more restraint once he started working with Sullivan.

The central characters of The Gentleman in Black are the Baron Otto von Schlachenstein (“His hair is a fiery red, and his nose is diabolical; he has little green eyes, and his face is covered with moles like little hat pegs”), the peasant Hans Gopp (“A heavy, simple, idiotic fellow, but good looking and honest” and played by a woman), Bertha Pompopplesdorf (“Are you the prettiest girl in the village?”   “I believe I am considered so”), and the title character, a. k. a. “the king of the gnomes,” whose first entrance Gilbert describes as follows:

“The Gentleman in Black walks quietly through the wall of the inn at a considerable distance from the door that the Girls are barring.  He is eating a fork.”

Bertha is engaged to Hans, but to teach him a lesson for being jealous, she pretends to fall for the much older Otto.  This makes Hans wish he were in the baron’s shoes; conversely, when Otto learns that Bertha is just using him, he becomes envious of Hans.  The Gentleman in Black offers to make their wishes come true – he can transfer their souls into each other’s bodies, but “Only for one month.  This is the thirteenth August, 1584, on the thirteenth September your souls will revert to their proper bodies.”

The swap is made, but before long Hans sees Bertha attracted to his former body with Otto as its new inhabitant, while Hans is now old and ugly, although rich, and saddled with a large family.  Meanwhile, a youthful body and Bertha’s attentions don’t compensate for the peasant life Otto is now living, and he hatches a scheme.  He tells Hans that as babies they “were fed by one common mother” – Hans’s mother, to whom the infant future baron was put out to nurse.  Furthermore:

“The peasant’s babe, as he saw lavished on the young baron all the attentions that should have been his own, gnashed his toothless gums with envy, and swore to be avenged.  One night – the babes were three weeks old, and were wonderfully alike – the peasant’s babe crept from his clothes basket, quietly removed the sleeping baron from his sumptuous cradle, placed the baron’s son in the clothes basket, and creeping into the baron’s cradle, covered himself up and went to sleep.  The cheat was never discovered!  The peasant’s son was brought up as the young baron – the young baron as the peasant’s son.”

Now we’re treated to a delightful twist of logic that could be useful in settling those arguments as to how Captain Corcoran and Ralph Rackstraw compare in age:

Hans:  But I think you must be mistaken, for you are twenty years older than I am.

Otto:  I am now – but when I was three weeks old, of course I was the same age as you were when you were three weeks old.

Hans (puzzled):  Of course, I see.

Otto:  You see I am naturally quicker than you are – besides, I’m ashamed to say I’ve lived a very fast life.

They sign a document attesting to all of this and agreeing to assume their rightful social positions immediately.  For Hans, this means becoming a peasant in a baron’s body for now, but becoming a youthful baron for life on September 13.  We soon learn that this is all a ruse so that Otto can immediately become a baron again, and before September 13 “I shall destroy the paper, and prove by the fact that I am twenty years older than he is, it’s utterly impossible we could have been changed at birth – I shall return to my rank, and he will be punished as an impostor.”  Before Otto can accomplish this, though, an announcement is made:

“Proclamation!  Whereas certain irregularities have crept into the calendar in the course of the last 1584 years, and whereas these irregularities (although in themselves unimportant), constitute in the aggregate a considerable space of time, be it enacted, and it is hereby enacted, that from this date forward, thirteen days be omitted from the calendar, whereby this third day of September under the Old Style becomes the thirteenth day of September under the New Style!” [Can somebody tell me why the hell the block quote button is block quoting my entire entry instead of just the selected paragraph?!?!?!-AW]

The mathematics of this proclamation are slightly off and might be attributable to sloppy proofreading when Gilbert’s libretto was published, but the outcome is inevitable – Otto and Hans are immediately switched back to their original bodies, because they were exchanged “Not for a month – it was from the thirteenth August to the thirteenth of September, 1584.”  The baby-switching document enables Hans to begin a life of youthful nobility with Bertha as his baroness.

Doesn’t Pirates seem more believable now in comparison?  Just be thankful that I didn’t go into Our Island Home, the Gilbert and German Reed piece with an apprentice pirate (who was supposed to be an apprentice pilot) whose indentures expire prematurely when he realizes he was born in a different time zone!

Thanks Phil, and happy belated Frederick!

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Amanda etait vivandiere, et la fille du regiment!

November 10, 2008 at 6:03 am (Music) ()

I was just starting a new song and can’t find my notebook to write it down in.  I give up, maybe I’ll remember it.  (I always say this and never do, but I was so methodical about the form that I think that will help.)

Yesterday (Saturday I mean) was the one and only performance of Champagne & Candlelight Opera’s La Fille du Regiment. starring me as Marie and David Yin as Tonio.

So how did it go?  Well I think it went pretty awesome!

As loyal readers know, we didn’t get a full-time Sulpice- Michael Lono filled in for a lot of dialogue and a few bits of music but for some reason (never asked the details) didn’t sing the whole role.  Really though, we just cut our duet (huge fricking duet) and a couple choral/ensemble things.  (We still did the Rataplan chorus.)  We did the lesson scene as a duet, which worked out, but had to cut out “Tous les trois reunis,” because “Tous les deux reunis” just doesn’t have the same ring to it.

So even though the flyer says “Highlights,” we really did pretty much the whole opera.

At the dress rehearsal David told me we’d be wearing concert attire. and I should wear pants in the first act and a dress in the second act.  I didn’t have any concert-quality pants sets, so I decided to show up in fatigues, boots, and a tank top that shows all my muscles.  (I brought a nicer pants outfit just in case I couldn’t get David and Maestro Yazdzik to see my vision, but they were into it.)  This not only was fun and helped me out since I didn’t have appropriate attire, but helped me to act more boyly.  (Not quite manly at her age.)  It doesn’t help things that we’re only semi-staged and never spent time on blocking or acting (beyond musically, which is most important because this is opera after all), so I didn’t put a lot of time or effort into it.  It’s not a pants role, but she’s raised by men so she’s supposed to be a serious tomboy.  I am way to sexy and girlie to do this easily.  I am a good actress and experienced in dance and body-awareness stuff, but I have to really work on breaking my coquettish habits.  Marie refers to herself as a recovering coquette (sort of) so I guess it’s not such a bad thing.  Whatever, my point is that the army pants and big boots served as a good reminder to me to stop around.  I also did stuff like sitting on the floor and taking wider stances, which helped.  I was still really girlie but whatever, the people in the library auditorium did not seem to notice.

I didn’t give myself nearly as much time to warm up and practice as I had wanted, so I was paranoid that my high notes would be rusty again like they were at the dress rehearsal.  Since we cut out the opening duet and ensembles, the first thing I had to sing was Chacun le sait.  The Amanda White version of Chacun le sait has a staccato high E in the opening cadenza, a staccato high F in the final cadenza, and a sustained high F at the end.  (It didn’t used to, but I was singing it in one rehearsal, and Martin pointed up and looked at me, so I did, and we kept it.)  So I had no time to get things rolling.  I knew when I hit the first staccato E and it was fine that I was in the clear, and indeed every high note that day was spot on.  (I’ve never messed up a high note in a performance ever.)

We chose to shout “Morbleu” and “Corbleu” instead of sing them- something I did at my audition (it just seemed like the thing to do- I had done it also at my Opera on Tap performance of it not long before, where I also interpolated my own French curse words), which I get the impression is the one reason they hired me.  It was really fun- it’s easier to get into it in performance than in rehearsal.  Morbleu!!!

There was a little awkwardness in the duet with Tonio when SOMEBODY stepped on my lines a couple times, but the improvised blocking was spotless.  Oh and it was the first time other than at home by myself where I managed to say “bien coupable bien coupable bien coupable bien coupable assurement” without stumbling over the words!

The act 1 finale was the biggest surprise to me- in how well it went.  It was the first time I felt things came together dramatically- the Marquise pulling me one way, trying to stay near Tonio, the really sustained A over everybody’s babbling (ha ha, soprano’s point of view).  Oh, except I tried to bring Tonio downstage for our duettino but he didn’t come so I ended up standing way in front of him.  Fine, I’ll stand in front, I’m the star! :)

Intermission was funny- the dress just barely fits me (things don’t like to zip on me because my back is huge) and I had to ask an MTA employee in the bathroom to help zip me up.  Between the two of us we finally got it after a couple minutes of trying.

The lesson scene was so much fun!  Oh, I really want to do it with a Sulpice now!  Anybody at Opera on Tap wanna do it?  My totally 100% favorite part is the two octave scale that ends in a scream.  (The scream is not written in per se but everyone does it that way.)  Stuff like that comes naturally to me for some reason.  Similar to the way in which I did my Florence Foster Jenkins impression spot-on the first time without ever having practiced it.  Something about using my singing voice in an unorthodox way for acting’s sake.  I dunno.  The only problem I had with the scene was that I was jumping around so much during the Rataplan that I started getting short of breath, and we had arranged for me to sing a ridiculously long F- like, comically long- and I had to bail a little early.

My scena was a really nice break from the rest of the opera- the only chance Marie has to take the stage for herself and just tear it up, first with beautiful singing and sadness, then with elation and insane coloratura (at least in my version).  We had no chorus so I did the whole scene myself.  It felt like I nice intimate moment with the audience.

The best part of the finale is when I walked on and the Marquise accidentally read her first line in English instead of French.  I looked at her funny and she mumbled, “Oh yeah.  French,” and I continued in French.  (She was awesome, by the way.  Stephanie Unfer.  Hire her.)  Well the finale is really short and it went well, me ending up downstage center again, this time on purpose…

Assuming I keep on going with the opera career, I think Marie will be one of my best roles, and I will sing her everywhere.  For now, it felt good to put the score back on the shelf.

Now I have to think about Opera on Tap on Thursday, and our opening of Pirates of Penzance on Saturday!!!

Love always,

Amanda White

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Pre-Fille

November 8, 2008 at 4:17 am (Music) ()

I know, I should be in bed.  Why do we have to sing at 2pm?  It’s too early to sing opera!  Church is one thing, you never have to sing above an A, and even that’s rare- but I’ve got probably more high F’s tomorrow than Tonio has high C’s.  I want to be in good shape, just so they all sound awesome.  Tuesday we had rehearsal and I went right after waking up and didn’t warm up and my F’s were fabulous, but Thursday I went right after waking up and didn’t warm up and they sucked until the second run.  So I want to make sure I have time to wake up and warm up.  And have lots of coffee.

I’m still not sure what I’m gonna wear.  (Yeah I should have probably figured that out tonight.)  I’m supposed to dress character but not costume.  ie, pants for the first act, fancy gown for the second.  I thought for the second act I could wear the peachy dress I wore at the last Tauber Day concert I sang in, since it’s so lacy and girlie, and old-fashioned.  But I don’t have any really nice pants outfits.  I have some business casual-type stuff, but it’s not really concert attire.  I might opt for one of my favorite pants outfits, but then I had the idea that- I have fatigues, why don’t I just wear them?  More costumey than I was instructed, but it’s in a library, it’s not like things are strict.  Maybe I’ll wear the army pants down there and see what the directors think, and bring nice clothes to change into if need be.

Here’s the flyer:

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Oh man, I should go to bed.  I’ll see you guys tomorrow!

Love,

Amanda

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Guest post by Martin Yazdzik

November 5, 2008 at 12:46 am (Music) (, )

Today was our second to last rehearsal for Fille du Regiment.  I asked our maestro, Martin Yazdzik, to share a some insight on the opera with you.  I hope you find something in this thoughtful essay to bring new light to your next experience with Fille, whether it’s this Saturday afternoon with us or anywhere else.

Just as Shakespeare and the Elisabethans define the classic English theatre diction, irrespective of the artistic quality of the works themselves, so the bel canto composers Italian classical theatre.   When we think of dividing theatre types, from the Greeks to the present, the genres comedy, tragedy, and history remain both  general and accepted as classification.

La Fille du Régiment remains one of the most beloved, strangely moving, and difficult of the classic Italian comedies.  The story itself, that of an abandoned child being reared by a regiment is both archetypal and conflicted in presentation.  Thinking about the stock characters, the vivandière, the paternal, even prudish soldiers guarding her chastity, trying to teach her morals, manners, and “how to get on somehow”, the “aunt” who abandoned her, due to social stricture, the lover, appearing through the  deus ex machina, the discovery of the girl by the aunt, and finally the arranged marriage to allow for the “niece” to take her rightful place in the world of aristocracy, we could find a simplified, lusty comedy of manners.  Indeed, Donizetti’s musical characterisations are heartfelt, direct, and possibly personalised from his own time the military.

Bayard’s libretto could have been set to mere burlesque, but it is not so.  While one can count the high c’s in Pour mon âme, or enjoy the magical music of Marie, coloured from saucy, to piquant, to genuine sadness, it is the gentle, insinuating use of melody that creates the simplest, and at the same time most subtle relationships among real people that makes musical theatre that genre which moves one through laughter, tears,  one after the other, and sometimes both at the same time.  Who cannot be moved at the Marquise confessing that her “niece” is her daughter, then watching her realise that her own behaviour, forcing her daughter to marry rank, was the selfsame act that ruined her own life.  How few mothers do this.  Yet here, under the guise of the typical formulaic singing lesson scene, both mother and daughter find the warm place in their hearts for the mother’s deceased and the daughter’s living lover.

Comedy is, by definition, a work in which the protagonists do not die, but the death of Captain Robert, the lover, the father, is, in essence, the colour of this piece.   Not the pentimento of old masters in sombre colours but the gay, vibrant, life-giving comic touches make this masterpiece a funny serious musical where joy, the assertion of life and love, in the end, overcome the thanatopsis of something like Lucia. The vocal style, however, is about the same. The underlying concept of language for its own beauty’s sake, whether spoken or sung, defines classicism.  Each melody so completely binds form and content that the content/form is, in its very essence, the melos, the feeling of the moment.

Casting roles such as Marie reminds one that Lind, Pons, Patti, and their ilk are rare.  Not only must each note be flawlessly beautiful, but each line perfectly shaped.  Then, after timbre, phrasing, must each line reflect its internal dramatic content.  It is no wonder that the greatest singing actresses are not necessarily from whose lush voice Puccini creates pathos with almost mechanical certainty, but those who cut their teeth on the classics.   To find the warm humour in the Marie Tonio duet,  or the magic espressivo of the finale, both the ariette, but more importantly, the patter, itself as expressive a love song as the more intimate declarations, defines a competent Marie.   We are lucky in having Amanda, whose beauty of timbre always serves the meaning of the line.   To be flagrantly slapstick is one art form, to bathe in verismo hyper-awareness another, but to pull off vocal gymnastics which serve a humane, compassionate purpose, defining a real person, whose real conflicts resolve into a balance of joy, this is the ether of classic comedy, and the ethos of  La Fille du Régiment.

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Frederick here, o joy, o rapture!

November 4, 2008 at 5:17 am (Music) (, )

On Thursday I got a Frederick!  The guy who sang Richard to my Rose in Ruddigore is covering Frederick, and I think he’s doing it at the Jersey City show on Dec 7, but he’s not the for real Frederick.  The for real Frederick was for some reason or other unable to attend rehearsals until last week, and we were debating whether or not he would ever actually show up, but when I got to rehearsal on Thursday night he was there.  Except, he’s a baritone.  ??? He’s transposing things down.  OK, that’s a fair price to pay to have a good Frederick.  And he’s good, he’s funny and a good singer.  So I’ll put up with the wrong Fach, as long as they don’t accidentally transpose down my opening cadenza like they did tonight.

The show is going great.  Guys wore their costumes tonight.  Girls’ costumes are the same as we wore at our show in the Bronx earlier this year, which were kind of lame, and I don’t think I got any pics.  (A lot of people took pics and promised to send them but DID NOT. wtf u guys.) Guys costumes were colorful and fun (I mean they’re pirates, hard to screw that up), but there will be some changes so I don’t know what the end result will be.

So there are two main shows that you should think about coming to.  One is in Ridgewood on Saturday, November 15.  This is our “home show,” the biggest show of the run.  (There is also one the next day but my double is doing that one.)  I have tickets for sale for this one, they’re about $20, you save $2 if you buy directly from me.  You should definitely buy in advance if you can so let me know.

The other big show is Sunday, December 7.  This one is in Jersey City, and it’s the one most of my friends will be coming to because it’s easily accessible from the city.  This is a Sunday matinee, and it’s in a really big theatre, the Loew’s.

I’ll be sending out an email about all of this, but my assistant is a flake lately and hasn’t written it yet.  Um, so if you’re not on my mailing list, get on it?  By signing up at my website!!!  Or whatever.

OK so I’ll talk to you guys later!!!

Love always,

Amanda White

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