uno momento!

sorry… getting music playing.

okay, just needed to get some music playing.  i chose Waltz for Zizi from Cowboy Bebop.  its a great song.  mellow guitar.  its a lazy afternoon song (at 11pm) but thats okay. 

so, i just got back from rehearsal… scratch that.  an AMAZING rehearsal.  tonight was the first night with the Maestro.  for those of you that don’t know, Seattle Opera has a different Maestro (conductor) for every show.  this particular Maestro has never been here before, so this was the first time to work with him for all of us.  and… it… was… AMAZING.

he’s italian, from italy (not the american, "i’m italian, but from Jersey" kind of thing).  he speaks with this dark italian accent, but is incredibly animated.  he just exudes energy!

it was great.  we’re doing MacBeth (by Verdi written from Shakespeare’s great work) and every time he’d work with the "witches" (the female voices of the chorus) he’d affect this great voice…  a very typical witch voice (if ever there was one).  he was trying to get them to color (or, as he’d say coolore) their voices in a way to make them seem more sinister.  it was great. (not to mention he had a beautiful baritone singing voice)

however, as we’re going on our break, we are heading out, and i overhear a group of people walking in front of me complaining how we should have been practicing the music for the last month this way, and not having to re-learn it on the fly like this.  granted, i understand their arguement… but we get paid to do this… we get paid a good deal to do this and be flexible.  so, really we should be professional enough to bust out whatever the Maestro asks of us.  to be honest i really just think they are pissed that they are having to work as hard as they were.

but on the other hand…  its alot to have to remember.  *shrugs*  i enjoyed myself all the same.

i remember thinking at one point… "one day, that will be me.  being able to keep the attention of the chorus/orchestra/principles in rehearsal like that.  to be able to work with, and conduct such great voices and make wonderful music…  one day…"

in the mean time, i’ll just do as i’m told and sing pretty for awhile. 

– noah

** edit **

so, a weird thing just happen to me.  my very first love just contacted me on MySpace.  she wanted to tell me she was geting married.  why would she bother?  oy… my life…  *sigh*