Vocal technique...

Not another blog about singing - although it could be singing's fault...

In time honoured tradition, have woken up to a miserable bank holiday monday.  Pelting rain, dark (and truth be told a bit grimy) indoors and only good really for catching up on phone calls.  Which as per usual I owe millions of (specially to Australia).

One small challenge is that I also woke up yesterday with absolutely no voice at all. I've had a bit of a cold and refused to miss singing on Saturday, then may have overdone it with the emotion in "Since I Fell for You" in the caff.  Or could have been sitting out in the "sun" with the divas afterwards refusing to accept the fact that the weather may not be quite right for a bbq.  Or maybe raucous shouting out scores at the eurovision.

Anyway, whatever, the result is that I can only speak in stage whispers, interspersed with the odd involuntary bark. Richard thought he had died and gone to heaven except for the fact that in order to communicate, I have to go right up to his ear and bark into it.  I cannot tell you how frustrating it is - what would I do without my voice? Imagine the faces I'd have to pull to convey it all....

26.5.08 12:13