Sorry guys, I've been getting a little sentimental on ya'll lately and forgetting the real reason this blog exists: to document my travels.
A few months ago, I asked the world of Facebook what was up with all the blogging going on lately. I loved the response of my friend Matthew Johnson:
"what's with all the "meaning in the mundane" blogs I've been subjected to recently? you know, people who find God in the steam rising out of their coffee or who restate some point of humanitarian or christian dogma by way of a metaphor about the mexican lady that empties their trash at work. we get it: you're sensitive! you're perceptive! now show us more pictures of your christmas decorations."
I'm sorry Matthew! I am guilty of this very thing.
So here's a picture of the opera house I sang in this past weekend:
I sang in the Metropolitan Opera National Council auditions at The Ellie Caulkins Opera House in Denver. I didn't win anything, but what a great experience, to sing in there.
Other things I've done since arriving in Colorado:
My audition at the University of Colorado-Boulder, of course. The whole reason I'm here in the first place. I like Boulder, I liked the school, I think I sang well. Who knows. All I know is singers are the same no matter where you go. And we ask each other the same questions in every city, in every country: "What voice type are you?" "What are you singing today?" "Which roles have you performed?"
Some common answers include: "Oh, I'm a light lyric mezzo-soprano, but I'm thinking I might have a place in bel canto...so maybe a Rossini coloratura mezzo. Or I could just totally move up and become a dramatic soprano. Yeah, that'll probably happen someday." "Well I'm singing this piece by Edward Hitchmann Jr. Yeah, you've probably never heard of him but his music just SPEAKS to me. I'm kind of worried though because the music's really difficult...the pianist better get it right."
I digress.
OH yes, I visited my lovely friend Andie in Grand Junction, Colorado. Those of us familiar with the city simply refer to it as "The Junction..." or maybe that's just me.
The Junction's a typical, tiny Colorado town with one main strip of shops...and that's about it. We stumbled upon an amazing Indian buffet for lunch as we perused this strip. And then we went to taste some beer! Because that's really all there is to do.
Ditto Fort Collins.
I have no amusing stories about the rest of my time in Colorado, but it is very beautiful here. Of course I ended up at home with Christian and his family where we eat like kings. Yesterday, we had two different kinds of homemade ice cream: one after lunch and one after dinner. I love it here.
AND TOMORROW is the day we head to Denton, Texas. I say we because I'm blessed enough to have my good friend Christian Sanders accompanying me on this trip, as we both have auditions at the University of North Texas on Friday. I really have no idea what to expect but I'm pretty confident that I will again find myself to be the token east-coaster. I embrace it.
