A young(ish) opera singer's random thoughts and observations.

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Guglielmo? I don't think so...

Day 9 - Tuesday

Morning: after the late rehearsal last night (and the much needed drink thereafter) it is a struggle to get out of bed. I treat myself to a somewhat fancier breakfast, eating in the bistro rather than the canteen, drink some real coffee and head to movement. After that it's yet another session on Lillian Alling for the chorus, with a lot of it coming together nicely, with the exception of Scene 2, which just happens to be the first one we are to stage on Thursday. Such is life.

Trying to commit to the verb

Afternoon: we move onward with our exploration of Stanislavski in acting, 'actioning' (or 'verbing' as Mark calls it) a small scene - assigning an active verb to each line of text that expresses the first level of subtext. Then it's on to another chorus rehearsal, but this time we take on Cosi. I start to think that by being in both choruses and an extra scene in Lillian Alling, the understudy aspect of this program will definitely take a back seat (or even fade into nonexistence). There just isn't any time! And I do have another opera to learn by the end of August: Offenbach's Orpheus in the Underworld. In fact, I just got the dialogue by email today.

Evening: three hours of LA chorus... no comment. Afterwards I jog in between the bar and the laundry room, then collapse.

Paradise

The weather today just couldn't make up its mind! One minute we were in paradise, the sun shining and basking the mountains in its warm glow, the next it looks as though the world is about to end, the clouds move in instantaneously, bringing darkness and torrential rain... which last for about 15 minutes, then back to paradise. Pre-menstrual weather, as one of the guys calls it.

Rapture

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