Orchestra Concert #3

August 1, 2011

I sang on the 3rd orchestra concert last Thursday and just wanted to let you all know that it went really well. I learned Desdemona’s aria from Rossini’s Otello really quickly, was quite possibly one of the most stressful weeks I’ve had in awhile, but in the end, it came together.



Will we make it?

February 21, 2011

I was in New York last week, and as expected, I have stories.

Fewer than 10 minutes into my New York experience, I was ready to post.

I arrived 2 hours late into the city (surprise) and decided that taking public transportation at 11pm was not my idea of fun when I had at least an hour and half commute in front of me. So I grabbed a cab. A minivan cab pulled up, and I jumped in. We pulled out onto Grand Central, and I immediately noticed something was awry. I felt my hair moving in the wind, but noticed that all the windows were up and the doors were supposedly closed. Hmmmmm… Red flag #1.

I then noticed how loud the cab was…as in, it sounded as if every panel of that thing was about to fall off and leave us sitting only in our chairs on the chassis connected to tires that would roll to a slow stop as the engine and other parts went in different directions. Red flag #2

While contemplating my fate, I took a little looky-loo over at the dash. See, I kind of have an obsession with knowing how fast my driver is going, whether with a friend, on a public bus or in a cab. My OCD mind must know. But before I made my way to the speedometer, my eyes were accosted by every single, dadgum warning light that could be possibly be lit on a dashboard! I’m not kidding! Everything was lit up. It was like a fire had erupted on the dash! I knew at that point that if I made it to Inwood, it would be a miracle…and then I thought that it was a miracle that I was evening praying that I would make it to that god-forsaken land! 2 more red flags!!!

And the speedometer? Oh yeah. 70 miles an hour on the Triboro (er…uh…I mean…the RFK).

I was out of red flags by then. All I had left were my prayers.

Lost in Translation

October 27, 2010

I always enjoy looking at the english translation of German websites, because just like your local Chinese restaurant, something always gets lost in the translation. I’m thinking I could make a killing by being the english editor for these sights. Anyway, I was recently on an agent’s website, and while in German this is not at all rude, in English, it just doesn’t quite have the “co-dependent, beat around the bush, let’s not upset anyone” flavor:

There are currently no auditions to be scheduled.

Please send your complete material (CV, repertoire, picture, audio or video) per mail or e-mail. These can’t be returned.

We will eventually get in touch with you.

Chia Pet

October 22, 2010

Found in a Scottish friend’s apartment…

Wilkommen in Deutschland

October 15, 2010

I have arrived in Germany. My 3rd day here and I think I’ve gotten over the jetlag for the most part. Ambien is a fantastic creation!

I lived in Germany for 2 years, so I understand the culture pretty well, but a return after several years has reminded me of things that I have forgotten. So I’ll share a few of them over the next few days.

Day 1: Kleenex
In America, we buy big boxes of Kleenex and put them everywhere in our house. Not so here. In Germany, you buy your own small, personal package of Kleenex…and you take them everywhere!!! See, there is something about this place that makes your nose run every single time you go inside after being outside when the temperature falls to the 60’s and below. I have never blown my nose more than I have in this country. I mean, I’ve lived in some cold places in my life, but it would ever occur to me to carry around a package of Kleenex. But here! Gooodneeees!

Here it’s not considered rude to blow your nose in front of other people (thank goodness!) otherwise we’d all be running to the other room every 2 seconds to blow our nose. It is considered polite just to turn your head slightly, blow profusely and return to your conversation.

And because this product is so needed, the Germans have perfected the art of the Kleenex. Those things are thick! I mean, I can use that thing 10 times before I have to throw it out! Watch out if you borrow a jacket from someone, because you will find a used Kleenex in the pocket. They have also streamlined (like the good Germans they are) the process so much that they are really cheap. You can buy a package of 20 small packages for a buck! That’s the cheapest thing in this country…too bad you can’t eat them…hmmmm….

Certainly would be a cheap gift for all of you, but alas, we don’t really need them.

Dessert before Dinner

September 20, 2010

Sounds tasty, doesn’t it? 🙂 Well, you can have that on October 1st at 6:30 pm if you come to my Nashville concert!

Maggie Moo’s will cater the event set in a comfy, castle-like hall in Franklin. The address is 4409 Ivan Creek, Franklin, TN.

There is no set admission, however, you are welcome to throw something in the hat, as I’m pulling together funds for my upcoming German audition tour. Love to see you there!

Opening Night

April 16, 2010

Butterfly opened last night, and the show was very well received! Congrats to the cast! We are doing the Brescia version, which is different that the version almost done exclusively. It is actually Puccini’s favorite version and the version that received the most praise by audiences and critics.

If you’re in NYC, come on over and visit us at Dicapo! Remaining NYC performances are 4/17, 4/23 and 4/25.

Do you see people digging their driveways out with dust pans and garden shovels

Do you see an ATV driving down the hill pulling a kiddie pool filled with kids

Do you see people sledding down the hill on storage container lids

Do you see snow plows put more snow on the road than they clear

Do you see a tow truck pull out a car, immediately crash into a telephone pole and take out the power for 800 people

Do you see a ditch full of cars when the road is clear

Do you see back wheel drive sports cars try and drive up an icy hill

Does the city not clear any side roads. The main roads are fine, but you can’t get to them

Do you hike through the woods behind your neighborhood to get to Starbucks, because said side roads are not clear

Do you help a woman stuck in the ditch who is wearing only shorts and flip flops (OK OK. She’d just gotten off a flight from Florida, but do you look at the weather???)

My New Website

January 25, 2010

Hey all! I finally have a website! Check it out at www.sarahkennedy.net

Too darn hot

August 19, 2009

OK, people. I’m from Texas. I can handle heat. I mean, 105 degrees is nothing- a mere bit of toastiness.

Well, this Texan has met her match. There is NOTHING like maneuvering New York City in the middle of the muggy Northeast Summer. I think all the thermometers that the weathermen use to gauge the heat are wrong.

For example, yesterday the weather said it was 76 degrees at around 10 am. Now I know that New York is a different world, but are they using a different degree system to measure? Bull$#!% – oh excuse me. The sun made me sneeze. The thermometers must be hanging out 20,000 feet above the city. Between the cars, the buses, the pavement and the sun beating down, the temperature on the ground has to be around 100 degrees.

But you think that’s rough? Try the subway. I’ve heard that the platforms can reach 115 degrees. And that I believe. You know it’s bad when you come out of the subway into 95 degree (according to the weatherman) and you feel like it’s air conditioned? Whew.

And then to top it all off, central air conditioning is a luxury afforded only by a few. The rest of city either lives without or has strategically placed a couple of window units to keep the temperature decent.

I mean, it’s so hot that New York now smells like Europe. A little tip for my New York readers, put on twice as much deodorant, and take some for the road. You are ripe!