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voxwomanI should be getting ready, but I'm having cramps instead. For those of you that don't know, menstruation actually drops a woman's vocal range by a couple of notes. Which is good, I suppose, for singing Jethro Tull, but not really good for Evanescence (good thing we aren't doing any today). I've also had a sore throat for 2 days, and probably haven't 'recovered" from Wednesday's rehersal/guitarist meltdown fight with the drummer.
Last night's full moon ritual went pretty well, but I think for me to fully vent and exorcise all my frustrations it would have taken me hours of screaming (which would not be good for singing today, and would also try the patience of a real Stone Buddha). So I just vented about some of the "minor" things that happened over the past week - the speeding ticket, the deadlines, the annoying co-workers, the long working hours, the missed meals and bad meals because everyone was too busy working to bother to shop for food or cook anything decent... stuff like that.
Childula got the role of "Ruth" in Pirates of Penzance, which is what she wanted, so she's been decent to me all week. (Chidlula is my pet name for her these days - and she calls me "Momula" which I really like. It makes us sound all vampire-y. Although it probably derives from the yiddish suffix "-elah" which is a term of endearment [My grandfather always called me Vendelah, so when that model hit the scene, it was a bit strange for me "How did she get my pet name?"])
R has had a hella week, just like me (not that I want to admit that anyone else had had a hella week like mine - I worked 53 hours by 4PM on Friday!) yesterday was particularly rough - we both got up at dawn, and he worked a frustrating job (all his jobs are taking longer this week for some reason) that he didn't get to finish, and then came home about 10 minutes before I had to leave for the full moon (and spent those 10 minutes on the phone with a customer), and he had to leave for his own gig before I got back from the FM and then he crawled into bed around 3:30 AM.
He's going to be doing sound for us, and maybe run the video camera. If I can stand any of the footage, I'll post it someplace. But don't hold your breath. I am not convinced this is going to be a performance that I want commemorated on video and then shown to the public. I'm using it more for "act refinement" since I hardly ever get to see how stupid I look onstage. Not that this is a stage. It's a basement at the drummer's sister's house. I don't think I'd ever have thought that a gig at a seedy bar would be a step up from house parties of bands' relatives, but it is. At least the seedy bar would be paying us.
Last night's full moon ritual went pretty well, but I think for me to fully vent and exorcise all my frustrations it would have taken me hours of screaming (which would not be good for singing today, and would also try the patience of a real Stone Buddha). So I just vented about some of the "minor" things that happened over the past week - the speeding ticket, the deadlines, the annoying co-workers, the long working hours, the missed meals and bad meals because everyone was too busy working to bother to shop for food or cook anything decent... stuff like that.
Childula got the role of "Ruth" in Pirates of Penzance, which is what she wanted, so she's been decent to me all week. (Chidlula is my pet name for her these days - and she calls me "Momula" which I really like. It makes us sound all vampire-y. Although it probably derives from the yiddish suffix "-elah" which is a term of endearment [My grandfather always called me Vendelah, so when that model hit the scene, it was a bit strange for me "How did she get my pet name?"])
R has had a hella week, just like me (not that I want to admit that anyone else had had a hella week like mine - I worked 53 hours by 4PM on Friday!) yesterday was particularly rough - we both got up at dawn, and he worked a frustrating job (all his jobs are taking longer this week for some reason) that he didn't get to finish, and then came home about 10 minutes before I had to leave for the full moon (and spent those 10 minutes on the phone with a customer), and he had to leave for his own gig before I got back from the FM and then he crawled into bed around 3:30 AM.
He's going to be doing sound for us, and maybe run the video camera. If I can stand any of the footage, I'll post it someplace. But don't hold your breath. I am not convinced this is going to be a performance that I want commemorated on video and then shown to the public. I'm using it more for "act refinement" since I hardly ever get to see how stupid I look onstage. Not that this is a stage. It's a basement at the drummer's sister's house. I don't think I'd ever have thought that a gig at a seedy bar would be a step up from house parties of bands' relatives, but it is. At least the seedy bar would be paying us.
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You'll be awesome :-)!
Date: 2007-06-30 06:23 pm (UTC)Still. Sounds like one hell of a week, and I will certainly admit that it was worse than mine, rest assured. On the other hand... Nope. Worse. Congrats!
Hope these guitar-issues will not show and that you all have finally agreed on where exactly that one song is supposed to end :-).
You will NOT look stupid, trust me. When performing the "balls" there, an ironic grin might do better than an evil glare, though :-P.
Re: You'll be awesome :-)!
Date: 2007-07-01 04:45 am (UTC)