Oh, Who Knows?

Had a really great voice lesson yesterday. I sang If Music in mezzo, in soprano, in mezzo, in soprano, back and forth, while my teacher listened. She couldn't decide which was better for me. She said that soprano sounds prettier, my voice sounds prettier, but I am having problems with some of the higher notes for whatever reason. It's not that I can't hit the notes, it's that it sounds like I'm straining to reach them in that particular song. (Yeah, I know, it's that "fear" factor.) Mezzo sounds good, she said, except for... some of the lower notes. So apparently I need a mezzo and a half? She had some name for it but I can't recall - it was one of the musical Italian terms. Anyway of course for both the high and low ends I need to... yep... open my mouth more. No news there.

We had time to go over Despina. In the land of, let's add another element to the three-dimensional space in my head, she reminded me to think ahead to the next phrase, because it sort of sounds like I'm getting ready to sing parts of it just before it's time to sing those parts. Went over that a few times too.

She said she can hear the difference each week, the improvement. That's nice to hear, especially when all I hear are the mistakes. We did lots of vocal exercises to smooth out different issues, etc.

I also found out that she'll be teaching over the summer. Unfortunately, our lawn mower broke and cost almost as much to repair as a new one so... ah the life of a homeowner. Summer voice lessons or a new lawn mower? Or maybe... a sheep?