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theatokos ([personal profile] theatokos) wrote2007-01-30 05:14 pm
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The last thing I want to do when I leave work is go home and do my vocal exersizes. When I get home the cats need attention, the mail needs reading, food must be had, etc. And once I start to settle into evening-at-home mode I just don't want to get into work mode. The last two weeks I've had urges to do my scales and whatnot around 2 in the afternoon. But there's not a good spot in my building to sing. Sadly, I am close to the music building at UCBerkeley, but the practice rooms are locked and reserved for Cal students. Fie on their stingy attitude!

I'll figure something out.

[identity profile] fictional-emily.livejournal.com 2007-01-31 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I use my old student id to get into the music practice rooms all the time -- i could hand it off to you on occasion. You'll need to find a Bozo wig and some Dame Edna glasses for this ploy to work, however...

[identity profile] ewigweibliche.livejournal.com 2007-01-31 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
A bozo wig! You silly munchkin! You are nothing like Bozo, your red hair is wonderful! However, Dame Edna..... that's not too far a stretch.

Oh my god, I know your secret: you're in drag!

[identity profile] hrafntinna.livejournal.com 2007-02-01 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
I feel your pain, ewig. The last thing I want to do after coming home is all that class prep I told myself I'd do at home. That's why I just walked in the door (coming from the office) now at 11.30 pm.

[identity profile] ewigweibliche.livejournal.com 2007-02-01 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
What's hard is that with an unwilling, tired attitude the scales become drudgery and Shoulds, which sucks the joy out of singing. Exercizes are tedious, but they can still be fun. I don't want to do anything that turns singing into a Should at this point. That's what I'm trying to move away from. But I still need to sing in order to keep singing. It's a conundrum. I find that I do my lip trills while I ride to and from work. That's my compromise.