Well, I'm not in the mood to do my job, yet today, so here I am. As I mentioned last night, I survived my first solo in class and got a decent grade. I sang The Beatles' song, In My Life. The teacher had some nice things to say, and her criticisms seemed fair. She pointed out that there were a few notes too low for me, which there were. More interestingly, she said that I should take my glasses off when I sing. This was interesting because I intended to do just that. I spent my entire Rocky Horror tenure performing with fuzzy vision. Vanity used to keep me squinting at the Karaoke bars in Springfield. I'm used to that. I forgot to take them off when I left my seat. I realized my error when I got down in front of the class, and I reached for them, but then couldn't figure out where to set them (in retrospect, there were two pianos, a speaker box, and a small wooden cabinet within 5 feet of me where I could have put them), so I decided to go with it and leave them on. Now it makes me wonder if she saw me start to reach for them and was perceptive enough to know that I wasn't completely comfortable with them on, or if she just thinks people shouldn't wear glasses when they perform.
Now, I've got six weeks to perfect Somewhere That's Green
Now, I've got six weeks to perfect Somewhere That's Green