Yesterday was another day

So had a lesson yesterday, it went a lot better than usual, still learning how to settle my body so that the sound I produce is natural and not forced.  It's like any work of art, it's always a work in progress.  But it was interesting because my lesson sounded better to me than my practicing has.  I wish I could always sound good, but it takes practice and awareness of what my body is doing that I don't always have.

Before every lesson for the past few months, while I'm waiting for the door to open to usher me into the lesson, I sit outside and I listen.  I really enjoy taking lessons at the Conservatory as I am constantly bombarded with sounds.  Some are pleasant and some not so, I constantly hear an off tune violin which leads me to believe that even the most trained musician forgets that their instrument needs to be tuned.  But there is one sound that is extremely pleasing and humbling at the same time.  There is a woman who takes lessons just a few doors away from me and she's a singer as well.  But her voice is unlike my own barely trained voice, it is beautiful, rich, and very, very good.  This voice is able to pass through doors and walls in the sound controlled hallways of the conservatory.  So my teacher and I always comment on it and how we would like to see the possessor of such a voice.  But for now we just listen for the swell of a sustained note to pass along the hallways of the musical learning.

Til next time