tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post8952819787535032685..comments2024-03-29T07:54:24.161+00:00Comments on TONE DEAF: Going celestialRoderick Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-31675902102419823242016-04-10T15:52:33.274+01:002016-04-10T15:52:33.274+01:00Lucy: Sorry about the earworm, that ambiguous crea...Lucy: Sorry about the earworm, that ambiguous creature we both detest and - sort of - love. When I achieve Abram's octave properly I feel I have been abruptly shot - not from a cannon but a popgun. The hinge at the back end of my mandible can ache with the strain.<br /><br />I have never previously been asked how I wanted my liver done. And this was in Wales, often regarded by those who live two-hundred miles to the east as primitive, even barbaric. They sing a lot in Wales but it always seems tenor-ish; where are the baritones?Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-74804842729868660992016-04-10T09:17:27.553+01:002016-04-10T09:17:27.553+01:00I had quite forgotten about Old Abram Brown, and n...I had quite forgotten about Old Abram Brown, and now feel an earworm coming on. It was a great kids' song, in fact, mournful to lugubrious, the long brown coat decidedly sinister, as well as the long single note building then suddenly jumping that octave...<br /><br />And now I also want liver bacon and mash, cooked perfectly.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-88475393809930323402016-04-04T12:48:49.927+01:002016-04-04T12:48:49.927+01:00Marly: It isn't a question of enduring the dis...Marly: It isn't a question of enduring the discipline, one has to embrace it, even love it. V is very good at showing that scales and other similiar exercises should be regarded simply as music in another form - something to be sung and (privily) a test of my seriousness.<br /><br />A podcast. Blog commenters have been encouraging and this would be the best form of progress report. But for the moment my singing is strictly WIP and must be treated as such. Forty-four years of journalism have taught me to recognise well-meaning compliments (disguising private dismay) at a thousand metres. The literary parallel would be that of letting a member of the lay public read an MS in draft form. We'll see.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-30059727962859738432016-04-04T04:58:40.141+01:002016-04-04T04:58:40.141+01:00Strange how coming closer to demands and rules is ...Strange how coming closer to demands and rules is so freeing--lovely description of breakthrough. Perhaps you will gift us with a podcast some day soon?marly youmanshttp://www.thepalaceat2blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-36832679173302212202016-04-01T07:58:49.430+01:002016-04-01T07:58:49.430+01:00I could not possibly comment on your singing voice...I could not possibly comment on your singing voice, RR, since I have not heard it. I am full of admiration that you have started this tuition at 80 and note the pleasure you are getting from it. I have searched, locally, for Gregorian chant tuition, but no joy. All I can find are choir/religious groups in the Canterbury cathedral area. None seem to want a dilettante seeking to be absorbed for its beauty alone.Avushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16512540148378201058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-12448398059181420692016-04-01T06:53:55.729+01:002016-04-01T06:53:55.729+01:00m (strangely diminished MikeM): If those kind of l...m (strangely diminished MikeM): If those kind of leaps forward could be guaranteed I'd say yes.<br /><br />Avus: I was alone. But not shorn of sympathy. Nothing would have pleased me more if VR had been able to join me in my regular singing lessons but she says she lacks a singing voice. This is not strictly true. Soon after we were married, in the early sixties, we took a tour of Scotland's west coast (in the wretched Austin Cambridge) and VR spent many hours teaching me to sing Sumer is Icumen In. Later, transporting VR's Gran from Walsall to her home in Dover, we sang hymns the gloomier the better (Lead Kindly Light, Amid the encircling gloom... was typical) trying to provoke Socialist Gran into profanity. Did so but only sub-voce.<br /><br />"Long suffering" assumes my singing is crap. You may be right. The computer recordings suggest it's better than it was, but the difference beween zero and one may - for all I know - be infinite. How's your Gregorian Chant coming along?Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-13546353712919257372016-03-31T15:51:12.785+01:002016-03-31T15:51:12.785+01:00I hope your long suffering passengers were suitabl...I hope your long suffering passengers were suitably impressed, RR?Avushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16512540148378201058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-57938628647013120432016-03-31T14:24:02.040+01:002016-03-31T14:24:02.040+01:00Ok! Wednesdays are going to work!Ok! Wednesdays are going to work!mnoreply@blogger.com