Most of my posts in the last few years have focused on running and not the sing portion of RunSingTeach. This is not one of those posts…today, I shall focus on singing.
For years I have been sharing with my friends and family that I want to take lessons again. In the ten years since I graduated college, I have sung a bit with a variety of choral groups but not taken lessons or sung solo work. Ten years of bad singing habits and singing with lovely small humans every day has taken its toll. It is finally time. I have taken the leap and in September, I began lessons again.
From the start, I was quite nervous. I wasn’t sure how much dust would have to come off and how many poor habits would need to be broken. To my dismay, it is quite a bit. I have had six lessons and literally had a lesson where I did not sing one note. I am renewing my understanding of posture and breathing as well as what it means to truly find good resonance. I almost feel like I am taking lessons for the first time.
My teacher has asked me each time, “What is your ultimate goal with lessons?” My response is the same each time, to sing better, I don’t know what else. I don’t know if I want to sing opera, musical theater, or what. I don’t know what kind of music I would like to study. I just want to have that great feeling again. The feeling where you work really hard on the ins-and-outs of a difficult piece and come out the other side to sing it well. The feeling of sustaining that long high note only to subtly decrescendo unexpectedly. To enter the mind of a character and express their love, sadness, or joy.
Who shall I sing for? It does not matter. After 25 years of singing and 10 years of mostly not, it is time to sing again.