:: Saturday, December 17 ::
i like going through archives.
i forgot i wrote this:
it's not the big
S | T | A | B | S
that bleeee eed
but the little prrrrrickling
of the inadvertent pin.
and yet, i forgot it's original pain.
but that doesn't mean i do not pain now.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 1:30 AM :: -->
Wow. haha. I found this online.
:: Thursday, December 15 ::
That was taken immediately after we returned from Germany in 2003. We were asked to give a special 'Liederabend Concert' during the festival. Wow, that felt like ages ago, and it was only two years ago. Goodness, and you wouldn't believe how much we've all progressed as singers. Heck, I know I have. I didn't even understand a word of German then, let alone, speak the darn language. And now I'm in love with it, speaking it in my head when i'm thinking. I'm serious!
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 12:57 AM :: -->
Ok, I really should run,
:: Sunday, December 11 ::
but before I go, I have to say...
KING KONG WAS SOOOO.... 'E'
No word suffices. It was just E, like extreme.
I just had the best theatre experience EVER yesterday morning.
Just me and five other friends in the theatre.
I sat in 4 different places, took still images,
and curiously watched some scenes backwards from the film projector.
THE THREE HOURS WAS LONG BUT SO DESERVING.
I wouldn't have deleted anything.
SOOO buying the DVD.
NOW GO SEE IT, SO YOU TOO, CAN FALL IN LOVE WITH KONG.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 12:49 PM :: -->
:: Friday, December 9 ::
i had a KILLER time tonight. it was the opening of the "Waterloo Entertainment Centre" (it used to be a rundown movie house), so they gave free WINE and food afterwards. it was amazing catering. even STRAWBERRIES wrapped in SMOKED SALMON. sooo weird. but it went well with the white white.
then i killed 3 hours at the Huether with a bunch of voice majors who were at the show. tavis, JP, and I shared 2 pitches of dark ale. there wasn't a dry moment the entire evening. wow, i haven't laugh that hard since germany. anyway, i'd post more pictures but i'm tired. maybe later.
Russell is such a gentle soul. we talked for a while, about helmuth rilling and living in germany. (HE's a FRANKFURT BORN! but Canadian) i adore him. precious man with an incredible riviting voice.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 1:49 AM :: -->
Wow, you know you're moving up in the world when...
:: Wednesday, December 7 ::
I hesitated to post this, in fears that persons involved would read this, but it signifies a new stepping stone in my development as a singer, so why not, right?
Other than my photographic medium of self-portraits, (which I think helps understand yourself better - if you've never done so, try it; you will learn a lot) I'm not one to gloat and smother the public eye with how (mocking tone) "fabulously great" I am. Heck, my eye just twitched typing that. It has a lot to do with how I grew up. Compliments were least given, and I gradually became fearful of it. I take the compliments, but almost never repeat them and leave them as they are. I do believe this to be one of my weaker points of character, and wish I could overcome the neglectance of positive nature and encouragements. With that said, I'm trying to move on, I will share with you this short incident that happened last Sunday.
I was asked just three days prior to the WLU Choir Concert to fill in missing voices and sing Alto. The original concert completely sold out, and on last minute terms, the director decided to do an encore performance later that evening. Many voices couldn't make the second concert on such short notice, so I volunteered my services to sight-read and thicken the sound. (I didn't take choir this term since it's no longer required and I am in the full opera program.) More than half the choir consists of faces I've never seen before; most being piano students who are forced into this ensemble for a compulsory credit. Only voice majors or people who've seen the recent Opera Excerpts Show would know me, and that's only a handful.
In choir concerts, there are always solos, and generally the cream of the crop get to sing them. Many soloists were present at this concert, and I was blown away with two men in particular, a baritone and a tenor, who had such a gorgeous colour tone and ressonance. They were definitely diamonds in the rough. And I'm not one to hold back on my opinions, so I immediately rubbed the back of them and applauded his work. Another, I found in the hallway during intermission and told him straight to his face 'what a beautiful voice' he has. He was calm, collective, and smiled briefly at me. I swear, it was a whole TWO seconds that we shared.
Later in the washroom, I was talking to a friend, who's a soprano in the choir. She kindly thanked me for helping out the choir, and complimented how it makes such a difference having me in the choir. Another turns and smiles agreeingly. Then she adds, "Yah, I overheard someone just say in the hallway, (and she mimicks a rather loud, flustered voice) [OH. MY. GAWD! Erica just told me I have a beautiful voice. DO YOU KNOW WHO SHE IS!! ERICA WONG!? 'THEE' Erica Iris!] Just thought you'd like to know."
I stood there frozen, supposedly drying my hands under the handdryer. I was trying to do the math and figure out which of the two said that. She confirms with me the flamboyancy and I give her a chuckle.
Wow, I never would have thought that THAT is how any of the first years regard me. People keep such a conservative look, and no one shares with me how they feel. Then again, it must be the intimidating factor... plus I'm a senior, in the big leagues, where you would have nothing affiliated with me, unless you were in opera. I mean, if you felt so highly about a 'Brad Pitt figure' who attended your school, you wouldn't dare mention to him personally, how much you love his craft, right? You'd feel down-right stupid for doing so. And how would you break the ice?
I was so incredibly flattered. That was probably the best compliment I've ever received in the history of my WLU years. I can barely fathom the idea of having such humble 'fans' 10 years from now, but if all goes well for me, this will be the icing on the cake of my operatic career.
Wow. I guess I'm moving up in the world.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 7:01 PM :: -->
MY GERMANY FES DIGITAL IMAGES ARE UP!
:: Tuesday, December 6 ::
Want to experience my shoes in Germany last summer?
Come travel with me through Überlingen, Stuttgart, Leipzig, Berlin, and Essen!
And I LOVE it when people comment. Whether it's nonsense or complete randomness, I love it all.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 12:47 PM :: -->
scored with russell
:: Friday, December 2 ::
I FEEL LIKE I'VE WON THE LOTTO.
(ok, maybe I'm pushing it a little)
I couldn't afford this $47 ticket to see Russell Braun, one of the finest baritone's of this time, who's performing at a small venue in little 'loo, doing Schubert's Winterreise. Then this morning, JP informs me that our very own Kim Barber has hooked us up with FREE TICKETS. I don't know how many strings she had to pull for this one, but WLU opera kids like me are forever grateful. I wish I could have gotten more, but she had very few tickets left, and it was already a spoiled treat in itself to have ONE.
SO NOW I'M GOING TO SEE R.BRAUN THIS SATURDAY NIGHT.
WOOOOT! 2 concerts this week! So it's almost like I'm paying 10 buckeroos to see the TISQ, and 10 buckeroos to see Russell. Wow, that's like chump-change. (ha, on daddy's visa)
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 1:22 AM :: -->
i might just cry...
I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M GOING TO SEE THE TURTLE ISLAND STRING QUARTET!
You have no idea how RARE this opportunity is. They NEVER come to Canada. And here they are, BLOCKS away from my school, giving an exclusive concert, a 250-seater, just less than a week away! WOOOOOOT!
If you have absolutely NO idea who they are, please, do yourself a favour and check it out. Classical music infused with jazz, swing, rock.. oh man, it's amazing. And they do their own arrangements. I could almost die of fascination, in my own pool of drool.
Daddio, hope you don't mind - I used the visa. heh.
Merry 'early' christmas to me.
:: from the mouth of erics* :: 8:15 PM :: -->