Breathe in. Breathe out. Not in your upper chest, fill your bottom part of your lungs! Use your diaphragm!!
The teacher goes over to the piano and hits a key. I breathe in (which feels like taking air into my stomach...and worse still, my tummy is making weird noises because it is empty. That's because I had diarrhea earlier but I'll spare you details) holding my lower stomach and sing "aaaaaaahhhh...". Another key. "Aaaahhhhh..."
No no. Think high.
Okay. I try to think high. "Aaaahhhhh....". I don't hear a difference but she seems satisfied. After a few more higher keys the teacher asks me to think low instead (whatever that means). So here I am concentrating and meditating on all things low.
Sit on the key. You know...just imagine you're sitting down. Push down. Here, put your hands up in the air and 'push' down when you sing. It helps you concentrate. Twist your head, relax those vocal chords.
So I shake my head from side to side like I'm in dissapproval, but its suppose to help me relax my vocal chords. I follow her and flap my hands up and down by my sides like a bird while singing 'aaaahhh'.
Pull it up to the front! *points at the side of nose*. See, right now you're singing from the back *points to back of head* and so it sounds airy. Bring it out, throw your voice out!
I frown in concentration. Breathe till my stomach expands, think low, sit on the key, flap hands up and down, sing from the 'front'. Got it. "AAaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Yes yes. That's better. So you shall practice this for the week ok? Do you want more singing lessons? That'll be RM100 per lesson thanks.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
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If I were the teacher and happen to bumped into your lil' blog, I'll charge you RM250..
HI SARAH!!!
LOOKS LIKE YOUR BLOG COULD USE SOME COMMENTS SO HERE ARE SOME COMMENT!! HAHA
I LIKE YOU'RE BLOG.
I THINK IT'LL LOOK BETTER IN PINK.
WHAT'S GOOBLEDIGOOK?
200... -_-zzzzz
and I thought tennis lessons were expensive.
Tennis balls are expensive too...
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