I’m restoring my iphone right now and realizing how dependent many of my morning activities are on my phone and my computer. If I want to practice singing, the music is on both the iphone and the computer. If I want to check the weather, it’s there too. I even have a series of yoga class podcasts I practice with most mornings. I am used to immediate gratification. When I was in my twenties I remember people always saying that ours was the instant gratification generation. They were certainly right but I don’t think they ever imagined what was to come.
Singing is very low tech. You breathe, open your mouth and sustain your speech. Singing is sustained speech. Singing is to speaking like poetry is to writing. There is a craft to every art form, singing is no exception. I am still working on the craft of singing. I have a lesson every other week and practice my songs when I can. I also work on memorizing the lyrics.
The best way I’ve learned to memorize lyrics is to take a pen to paper and simply write out the words to the song ten times. The first few times I have to look at the lyric. After two or three passes, I start to remember parts of the lyrics and have to look back at what I’ve written to catch a few phrases or specific words. Dena De Rose suggested this exercise and suggested you vary the way you write out the lyrics some of the times. You might write in large print, in small print, in cursive and in caps, in circles, slanting upward, slanting downward and into the margins of the page. It all has an effect on the way you memorize things. After writing out the song five or six times, underline the words that have images attached to them or impact you in some way. In this way not only are you memorizing the song but you are becoming intimately familiar with the story of the song.
Peter Maleitzke recently taught me another way to memorize the lyrics to a song. You start at the end of the song and memorize the last line and work backwards. I’ve tried that and it works pretty well too.
Well my phone is restoring, I’m here restoring my self in this moment by quietly sitting and writing this post. Now it’s on to the dishes. Sure wish I could find a way to have the iphone or the pc take care of those for me each morning!
The gifts of life are so unpredictable. Recently, I was at a state wide conference of Staffing Professionals leading a speed networking event in Sacramento. At the opening night mixer I met a woman named Patricia Drain, the Keynote speaker, and during our conversation she learned about my singing. When she heard that the type of music I perform includes standards like “What a Wonderful Life,” she wanted me to sing for the group. She said that she and her husband love that song so much that they play it at every anniversary. At first, I deferred, thinking that a business conference wasn’t really the right kind of place for my singing. She persisted and said that she felt the opposite were true and that it would actually be something special. Finally, I agreed.
The next day, right before lunchtime there was a representative from The St. Johns Homeless Shelter there to receive the proceeds of the Conference’s Raffle ticket sales. She spoke to the conferences and described the work of the center and described the life of the children of the homeless there. It was sad to hear the actual disadvantages the kids experience. She listed the simplest things that most other kids expect from their parents, like rides to after school sporting events or birthday parties that these kids wouldn’t have it weren’t for the generosity of groups like ours. After her speech, I was introduced. I was very moved by her speech and realized that the song I was set to sing, “What a Wonderful Life” should be sung in the children’s honor. I didn’t expect what followed. People stood and cheered and I saw tears in the eyes of so many of my business peers. Several came up and hugged me. The woman who had just spoken thanked me for the song and told me that that song was one of her favorites and in fact was the song she’s chosen for her ringtone on her mobile phone. I know it wasn’t about the quality of my singing that day but that I was there at that moment and that the singing of that song juxtaposed with the story of the homeless children touched a chord in people. I felt like everyone received a gift that day, the children, the people in the audience and of course, myself. I received a wonderful lesson. I learned that by getting out of my own way and offering what I have to people, I can allow real magic to happen.
This July, I stayed at the Chiang Mai Elephant Nature Park (www.elephantnaturepark.org) in Thailand with a group of women from the Threshold Choir (thresholdchoir.org). We sang to elephants, which are amazingly sensitive animals and they seemed to appreciate it. I had the opportunity to play with a little elephant calf and like a cat, he loved being scratched under his chin so much that he fell asleep leaning right up against my cheek. Moments like that one make life extraordinary!