Livin’ it up in Detroit

August 27, 2008

This evening I find myself in the Motor City. This is the first time I’ve been here since clearing out my brother’s apartment after his death last August. Definitely some tough feelings to deal with. But I am here auditioning for Michigan Opera Theatre tomorrow, so the trip is worth it and one that Chris would be stoked about.

So my posts yesterday focused on being tired and not getting paid. While all of that is still true today, at least some of that has been alleviated by some amazingly wonderful and generous friends here. Ted is the manager of the Detroit Athletic Club, which sits conveniently across the street from the opera company. So to make my life easier, he got me a room here (see above picture). This beautiful athletic club has been restored to it’s original beauty of 1915 under his leadership over the past 14 years. It’s lavish, elegant and breathtaking – more than I could’ve ever expected or asked of anyone.

This is one of those evenings when I am reminded of how blessed I am by people God puts in my life to give me a little pick me up in the midst of this hard career. Thanks Ted and Annie!

If you’re interested in seeing this place go here


Unpaid Gigs

August 25, 2008

I’ve often debated how I can best describe the unexplainable phenomenon that singers spend tens of thousands of dollars to learn to sing opera, and then go on to sing for free or next to nothing for years in hopes that one day they will sing somewhere that will pay a livable wage.  In my quest for the right words, the blog Stuff White People Like, beat me to it, so I’ll let them do the heavy hitting.

The Blog Reaper Awaits

August 25, 2008

Man, it’s been awhile since I have posted anything.  A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, has threatened to reap my blog due to my lack of inspired writing.

I have been absent for quite some time as I have been feeling an incredible lack of inspiration (however, I somehow still have a steady flow of readers). Yes, much has happened, but these fingers just couldn’t type everything that has been in my head.  They sucumbed to being overwhelmed and simply stopped. Perhaps this is simply representative of my mind and body.

The end of July marked the end of my time with Opera New Jersey and 13 months of separation from my husband, home and dearest friends.  Those 13 months included singing in Austria, New York and New Jersey interspersed with the personal loss of my brother and my husband’s grandmother 3 weeks later.  While thrilling, exciting and career-promoting, it has been a hard run.  And I’m tired.  As a dear friend of mine in the opera world said, “You’ve just finished the hockey season, you’re hoisting the Stanley Cup. You need a break.” 

And he’s right.

Audition season for the upcoming year is quickly approaching. My list of possible auditions for which to apply has grown to about 20 and the season hasn’t even hit full force.  I have 3 auditions in the next 2 weeks.  And I’ve only had a couple weeks off.  I don’t mean to sound as if complaining, because indeed, I am very thankful for the opportunities to audition and the chance to further my opera career, but I’m beat.  A little more than 2 weeks off would’ve been nice, but alas, this is my career choice that comes with much sacrifice and hardwork.

So I’m digging in again. My cords are flapping daily, my scores are open, and my fingers are back at the keyboard.

Remembering Chris

August 2, 2008

August 2 – I lost my brother last year today.  My family is spending the weekend together.  The firsts are always hard.